Valentina De Luca
We enter through the gates of the lavish Vitale estate and are greeted by Fiamma, who guides us to the garden where the entire family waits for breakfast—everyone except my father-in-law and Lorenzo.
That probably means trouble.
“So, little sister-in-law, there’s still time to run away. I’ll drive.”
“Arturo!” my mother-in-law scolds him for what must be the thousandth time.
“There’s nothing to worry about. Unless I look scared to you. Do I?” To reinforce my confidence in the union, I decide to ask about my fiancé. “Did Lorenzo return from his trip?”
“He’s not crazy enough to be away today,” Fiamma replies. “He’s speaking with his father and they’ll join us shortly.”
“Problems?” I probe.
“Nothing we need to concern ourselves with, dear.” I simply nod. “I’m so excit
