Chapter 10 - The Vow and the Threat
We crashed through the remaining glass of the window, plummeting toward the freezing water just as the warehouse detonated behind us.
The massive shockwave pushed us forcefully downward, but Damian shielded us entirely from the falling debris.
We hit the dark water hard, but Damian's strong arms quickly pulled Lily and me safely to the riverbank.
His security team arrived moments later, wrapping us in warm blankets and rushing us back to the heavily guarded mountain estate.
The nightmare was finally over, and the people who had hurt my family were either dead or running for their lives.
Six months later, the bright morning sun filtered through the grand windows of the Marchetti mansion.
I stood in the massive kitchen, laughing as Leo and Max aggressively smeared strawberry jam all over their highchairs.
Lily was sitting happily on Damian's lap, wearing a tiny princess crown while he fed her pieces of pancake.
The dangerous mob boss looked incredibly soft and peaceful, entirely devoted to the chaotic joy of fatherhood.
I walked over and kissed his cheek, my hand naturally resting on the beautiful diamond engagement ring he had given me last week.
We were officially a family, safe, happy, and unconditionally loved in a world we had fought so hard to build.
My shoulder had healed perfectly, leaving only a small scar as a reminder of the night I took my life back.
I poured a cup of coffee and walked toward the front foyer to check the morning mail.
Nestled between the wedding magazines and security reports was a plain, unmarked envelope with no return address.
I opened it curiously, pulling out a single sheet of paper written in my mother's unmistakable handwriting.
The letter congratulated me on my upcoming wedding and praised my beautiful, healthy triplets.
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However, the final sentence caused the coffee mug to slip from my fingers and shatter across the marble floor.
It read, "Did the doctors never tell you that you actually gave birth to four babies that night?"
