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What if she doesn’t wish to be found?”
He smiles sadly, squeezing my shoulder before releasing it.
"You'll never know if you don’t try, brother."
With that, we stand side by side, staring out at the city that holds both our futures and our pasts.
Chapter 29
Diana
The beach house stands secluded at the edge of a private stretch of sand, its white walls reflecting the golden rays of the setting sun.
It's an impressive structure, two stories high, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offer unobstructed views of the ocean.
A spacious deck wraps around the back, complete with comfortable lounge chairs and a hot tub - perfect for quiet contemplation or intimate conversations.
As I stand on the deck, I can't help but think about how the beauty of this place is marred by the circumstances that led me here.
My relationship with my father has been strained since before my wedding.
We never saw eye to eye on anything, especially when it came to my choices.
He wanted me to marry into the mafia, but I couldn't bear the idea of being a part of something so dark and twisted.
"Socialite" was the label he slapped on me when I started advocating for social issues and using my influence online.
Our arguments grew more intense, culminating in a heated exchange where he told me he'd rather see me married off to Anthony Giovanni than continue down my current path.
That was the last straw, and I knew I had to get away from it all.
Anthony Giovanni, the enigmatic son of the Italian Mafia leader in Chicago, haunted my thoughts ever since our one-night stand.
His dark, edgy presence had intrigued me, and I could never shake the feeling that there was more to him than met the eye.
Even though our rendezvous was brief, I couldn't deny the connection we'd shared.
And then, on our wedding day, the world turned upside down.
We ran.
We fell in love.
I fell pregnant, and that was that.
But now, as I look out at the vast expanse of the ocean, I wonder if I'll ever see him again.
And now, I’m all alone in the world, hiding out. Until when?
I don’t know.
Because of Anthony, I have more money than I’d ever need.
But what use is it if I’m a prisoner of this house?
If I have to keep running, keep hiding.
I wonder … did I make a mistake running away?
