Epilogue

The sun had already set, and the party was in full swing. Loud music was blasting from the speakers, and as always, all of the families were present.

Most of them brought a lot of gifts, trying to outdo the other—but Christian and I didn’t care for any of that. Just the thought of taking home all those presents gave me the chills.

The Lambertis and the Alfonzos' golden bond was slowly returning to what it used to be before I got in the way of everything. Believe it or not—but even dad got along with Beau and Franco.

“Don’t leave my side.” I locked my arm with Vince’s as we were in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by a bunch of drunk people. Christian, who had been drinking and was nowhere to be seen, was having way too much fun and even forgot about his wife—but that was fine with me.

He had been waiting on this very day for a long time, so I wanted him to enjoy it.

“Don’t worry. I won’t.” Vince spoke over the loud music. “You’re holding me hos