I lock myself in the bathroom for a few seconds before finding Fiamma and clearing up the misunderstanding. I need to prevent Dante from thinking everything has gone wrong and that, in the end, Alexandra will be the only one paying for it.
The party started hours ago, but it feels as though I’ve been facing these people for days. I rehearse my smile in the mirror, forcing my anxiety to stay hidden because from this moment on, Lorenzo and I will be receiving congratulations together—from the people who matter, the Capodecinas and the associates with real influence across the country.
Now the politics begin.
I step out of the bathroom and immediately find Arturo staring at me with open amusement, thoroughly entertained by my social misery. I was never someone who attended parties. Who tho
