Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Praise
- About the Author
- Booklist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
This was the kind of showdown she would never have asked for or imagined, and while she was still angry at Ed for so many reasons, what hurt most was the pain in Colette’s eyes when she looked at her now.
“I need to get out of here,” she said wearily, and Luca duly moved to usher her out of the room.
Ed tried to follow, but Kim stopped him with the threat of calling Gabriel and having him forcibly and publicly removed by a man almost twice his size.
A proper man.
Annie half wished she could see that happen, though she guessed it was the murderous look on the Italian man’s face that had truly given Ed pause.
Now she followed Colette, Luca, and Kim back outside to the courtyard, where down below on the terrace, all the party guests were smiling and laughing as the fireworks show began to kick off.
She noticed that not one of her old friends even glanced upward at the colorful explosions high in the sky off the beautiful Amalfi Coast.
Tonight, there’d been enough fireworks to last them all a lifetime.
Epilogue
Eighteen Months Later
“And...we’re back,” Kim said with a rueful smile as she stood on the terrace at Villa Dolce Vita with Gabriel and Lily.
Yet again she’d been transformed.
She’d stepped away from the business to focus on her family and Emilia, a decision she didn’t regret. Having more time with the people she loved most had changed her entire outlook on life.
Family is not an important thing. It is everything.
Finally, she was taking her own (or, in truth, Colette’s) advice.
“The place looks great. I’m surprised Antonio was able to let us have it with the amount of traffic that’s been going through here,” Gabriel commented.
“Hey, it’s still my company so I make the rules.” Kim tiptoed up to him and kissed her husband on the cheek.
Antonio had since confessed what Kim already knew—that his wife had mistakenly submitted alternative documents to the planning department, which he’d tried to cover up at the meeting.
“I didn’t know for sure until I saw the signatures,” he’d told Kim, finally willing to admit that his beloved wife’s condition had gone beyond him, and that she needed professional care. Kim assured him not to worry, that she would do everything she could to help. She didn’t want to add to her old friend’s anguish by telling him about Emilia’s suspicions of an affair, as she knew he had enough to contend with.
“You make the rules for the moment at least.” Gabriel smiled as he laid his hand on her swollen stomach. “Once this next one comes we won’t have nearly as much time for jaunts in places like this.”