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Of course, that ht have been because he’d just had one of the most important conversations of his life There had been an offer to buy Barto Vineyard as well as the entire estate

Now, of course, this hadn’t been the first offer for the estate Over the years, his father had had plenty of inquiries All of which his father had immediately dismissed To his father, this place—this land—it was in his soul He needed it as much as he needed his next breath

However, Enzo no the estate in a much different view This may be where his family had started, but it was also where that family had splintered apart The secrets that were kept within the stone walls of the villa all these years were like poison, killing the family that he’d once known

Now one sister lived in Patazonia and was renouncing her Italian citizenship in order to become a princess And his other sister had left the mainland to live on a Mediterranean island—far froet as far away froht

Maybe it was tie a new life somewhere far from Tuscany and all the memories tied up in this place

And that hy he hadn’t immediately dismissed the offer to buy the estate But he hadn’t accepted the offer, either He’d needed ti ever since they’d returned fro some more

And at last, he’d come to a decision

Not an easy decision Not that he’d expect so, this profound, to be made easily But now that he solely owned the estate by default—as both of his sisters had found their happiness elsewhere—the decision was solely his to make

And noas time to share the neith Sylvie

He glanced over at her, knowing how this was going to crush her His chest tightened “Sylvie, there’s so I need to tell you”

The color leeched from her face “What is it?”

She was so pale now that he orried about her “Do you feel all right?”

“The news What is it?”

He hesitated “Maybe we should sit down”

“No I’ht here What is it you wanted to tell me?”