My ex-boyfriend married my sister—so I showed up at their wedding with the most dangerous mafia boss in the world, changing everything in an instant.

didn’t try to claim victory or kiss her. He simply sat beside her and asked:

—Where do you want to go?

Mariana looked out the window. She thought of the wedding dress stored away, the ring in the broken cup, all the times she had apologized for existing.

“I’m going home,” she said. “I want to sleep in peace.”

Santiago smiled.

—Then go home.

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