She took my husband. I married his worst nightmare. The Billionaire Mafia Judge

Epilogue

The last time I stood in the Bellandi garden, Matteo was taller than me. He chased his sisters through the grass, laughing, his hair wild in the sun.

Alejandro watched them with the same pride he wore on our wedding day.

I stood beside him, the air warm, the future so bright it almost hurt to look at.

I thought about the years before—about the pain, the mistakes, the heartbreak.

I wouldn’t have traded any of it.

Not for this.

Not for them.

Holy. Freaking. Heck.

We were happy.

And that was everything. If love can happen for me It can happen for you too. You just have to believe!

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