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“I’ you out here alone”

“Have I told you lately how stubborn you are?” Then Enzo’s gazethere”

“I’m not the only one who cares about you I’ve seen the way Sylvie looks at you It’s the way my Anna looks at me”

He shook his head “It’s never going to work out” Not the roht teone”

“But it doesn’t mean she can’t come back If you were to talk to her—tell her how you feel”

“Vito, now isn’t the time”

His old friend nodded “Just don’t give up, on the estate or on Sylvie”

“I can’t think about any of that now” Enzo turned back to the night before him

“I hope they’re able to stop the fire before it reaches us”

“Me, too” Enzo didn’t knohy it shouldto him After all, he was about to walk away fro all over the grounds From birthday dinners that hisEnzo when he wasn’t rapes

For so long he hadn’t wanted to relive those moments—the real moments that weren’t tainted by lies But Sylvie had slowly pulled back his blinders, seeing what had always been there in front of hier, love and history Theirs hadn’t been a perfect fah it all, he’d felt loved

“You know, for aawfully hard to save it” And with that said, Vito walked off to check on the other men

Enzo wanted to disot back to work, Vito’s words haunted hi it his all? Why hadn’t he paused for just two seconds to sign the sales agree out the door as though the fla at his heels?

How did Vito see through Enzo? It was like the olderhim what he was afraid to aded what his heart had known all along—he loved this estate with all its happy and sad ether, itAnd he loved Sylvie—even if he’d fought it forhi hurt by soh he kneas going tothe way and not always have the answers

Still, he wanted a second chance tohome for their baby—a second chance to show Sylvie just how much she meant to him But was it too late for all of that?