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However, on the other hand, a twinge of apprehension crept in, fueled by the fact that Vito was in the mafia.
Was I being hypocritical?
Yes, I was. After all, I was in a relationship with the leader of all the mafia families, but I just didn't want to see Jessie in any sort of danger.
I glanced at Dante, who was conversing with Caterina, blissfully unaware of the developing connection between Vito and Jessie.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to approach Jessie when I found a moment alone with her.
As we wandered away from the bustling reception, I mustered the courage to address the unspoken truth between us.
"Jessie," I began tentatively, "I couldn't help but notice the chemistry between you and Vito.
Is there something happening between the two of you?"
She paused for a moment, her eyes searching mine.
"Angela, I wasn't sure if anyone else had noticed. Yes, there is something between us. It's been growing for some time now."
I nodded. My heart was both relieved and conflicted.
"And how do you feel about him? Do you think it's reciprocated?"
A genuine smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
"I think so. There's a connection between us, but we haven't acted upon it yet. It's like we know each other's feelings but don't want to take the step yet."
As we continued our conversation, I realized the complexity of the emotions involved.
I wanted nothing more than to see my friend find happiness, but I couldn't ignore the potential consequences of Vito's lifestyle.
Suddenly, voices began to rise, escalating into heated arguments.
I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as I watched the situation unravel before my eyes.
It was as if time stood still as I observed the clash of egos and unresolved conflicts threatening to overshadow Caterina's special day.
I instinctively glanced at Dante and saw his brows furrowed with concern, his eyes scanning the room to assess the situation.
I had no idea what was happening, but I was amazed at their audacity to choose this moment as the perfect time to confront each other.
"Dante," I whispered urgently after walking toward him and reaching out to touch his arm.
"You need to do something before it escalates further."
He nodded, his gaze focused.
As Dante made his way toward where the argument was taking place, I stood rooted to the spot, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and anticipation.
The room seemed to hold its breath as Dante stepped between the rival emissaries, his presence demanding attention.
"Enough!" Dante's voice rang out, firm yet composed.
"This is not the time nor the place for your grievances. Today is about unity and celebration. I implore you to put aside your differences and honor Caterina and Giovanni's union."
His words echoed through the room, and it seemed like time had frozen briefly.
The warring factions exchanged tense glances, their fury momentarily checked by Dante's unimpressed gaze.
