Chapter 34

• Don Salvatore fixed his gaze on me, a mix of disappointment and frustration etched on his face. He asserted that I had only gone to Tuscany for one purpose: to become the next Mrs. Nicaso. Don Salvatore's words revealed a truth that left me speechless.
• “This can't be real,” I thought, feeling a sense of imprisonment suffocating my dreams and hopes. “I didn't come here for this.”
• My words burst out of my throat, a blend of disbelief and defiance. “I can't do this. I won't marry Michele; I don't love him.”