Night fell, and gradually the guests began to say their goodbyes. Rouse and Jordano took care of the twins, while Victoria and Salvatore remained together, gazing at the sea in silence.

"You've made me the happiest man in the world, darling," Salvatore said, approaching her to kiss her forehead.

"And I am the happiest woman, Salvatore," she replied with a faint smile, taking a sip from her glass. Then she fixed her gaze on the horizon, and a shiver ran down her spine. The wedding was over, as was the celebration; it was the right time to tell him the truth.

She couldn't keep postponing it. Keeping that secret kept...