Vow to Me: A Mafia Arranged Marriage (The Romano Empire Book 1)

Chapter Forty-Two

Luca,

I wish I could say I’m surprised at the turn of events that have happened since we returned from the island, but I’m not.

We were so happy, weren’t we? I knew something would happen; I knew I could never be happy for too long. People like you and me will never deserve that type of happiness. We’re too dark to be granted the gift of light.

I grew up around the most powerful men in the state, I knew the types of lives they led, I knew their hearts were made from stone and that their souls were black, like a dark abyss that would swallow you whole if you got too close. I don’t know why I ever thought you would be different.

Don’t feel bad, Luca. All you’ve done is what any other man in your position would do. I don’t care what you do with Alessi and my father, I just want to be left out of it.

I walked into his marriage knowing the man I married would probably break me physically. But I never thought it would be possible for you to break me mentally, but you did. And now I’m left feeling shattered, not knowing how to put myself back together.

I feel like I’ve lost a part of myself these past few days, not because of the betrayal from Alessi, not the ruthlessness of my father, and not from the torture they put me through when I was locked up in that basement and cut into because I refused to give them any information on your family—but from knowing that you could honestly think I could betray you like you did. That you really thought I would ever be with another man, that I would ever give anyone information on you and your family. That’s what fucking broke me Luca. You broke me, but don’t worry, I’ll find a way to fix myself.

I’ll do it, because I’m not the type of woman who will let a man bring her down and keep her there.

I’ll be having an attorney draw up divorce papers, I know that’s probably not what you want, but I also know you’re not the type of man who will force me into a marriage I want no part of. So please, just accept it Luca, if any of the love you ever felt for me was real, just sign the papers and let me move on with my life because I don’t want to live with this pain for any longer than I have to.

Thank you for giving me a glimpse of the sun before I was dragged back down into the darkness.

Isabella