My stepmother was only eighteen when she became a De Luca. She married early and, just months into the marriage, her husband Enrico De Luca was killed by the police near the port while receiving a shipment.
That same year, she was promised and married to my father, and I would not want to be in her place. If I thought I was miserable, that creature was even more cursed than I was. She has survived years of marriage and is now at the peak of her twenty-six years of age. We will truly live together for the next semester, until I myself get married, in the strangest relationship I could imagine.
“You know, Valentina, I’m eager to watch your new life with your future family.” I swallow hard, constantly using my self-control. “Even I’m shocked by your evolution. I’m just curious to see how fa
