On our wedding day, Fabio sat in his wheelchair and stayed silent the whole time. I was nervous, my hands shaking and I kept wiping away sweat. I almost tripped while walking down the aisle. People around us burst out laughing.
I vaguely heard someone mention Serena’s name. Fabio’s face grew darker. In that moment, I understood. Fabio surely still loved Serena. Otherwise, why would he hate me so much? For the first time, I regretted both the marriage and my hidden feelings for him.
The Altomare Family was powerful. The wedding caused a great stir in society. But his parents were kind and gentle toward me. I actually felt more at ease in their home than I ever had in the Altomare Family’s house.
Since I loved reading, I was overjoyed when I saw their large study full of books. At first, Fabio ignored me. But he then eventually started talking to me more. He would push his wheelchair into the study to recommend books and stopped refusing my help so often.
Later, the Altomare Family found a master of Romani folk medicine who had lived in seclusion for many years. The master said there was still hope for Fabio’s recovery. That day, everyone was filled with joy.