Epilogue

EPILOGUE

LUCREZIA

Bianca, Nora, Mia and I walked up the hill, barefoot and with jumpers thrown over our dresses, as the sun was rising.

The four of us stood together, overlooking Casalta, with the breeze in our hair and dew on our feet and on the hems of our dresses.

The Falconeri sisters were reunited, at last. And I knew, I knew as sure as the sky above us and the ground below us, that we’d never be torn apart again.

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If you were swept away by Lucrezia’s story, then you’ll love The Italian Villa , another gripping romance from Daniela Sacerdoti.

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