BIANCA'S POV

"Hello my darling." I heard Nonno's voice behind me, making me tear my eyes away from the beautiful scenery. This garden had been my place of solitude for days now. I came here everyday, praying to God that this pain and burden in the form of anger, got lifted from my heart. I felt so miserable and hurt. It had already been 6 days since I left home, and had still not gotten over the pain of his betrayal. I knew he didn't love me, but didn't we agree to remain faithful in our marriage? Or did he say all of that to me, just so I would...