CHAPTER FORTY FOUR

ANYA

When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find Vincenzo's side of the bed empty. It took me a moment to register where I was, and the realization brought a smile to my face. This was the first time in years that I had slept so peacefully, without any haunting nightmares.

I stretched and looked around the room, feeling a sense of calm and contentment that I hadn't experienced in a long time. Vincenzo had a way of soothing all my inner demons, and being with him made me feel safe and protected.

As I got out of bed, I couldn't help but think about everything that had happened in the past few days. Learning the truth about my father's innocence in Vincenzo's mother's death was a relief, but it also stirred up a whirlwind of emotions. The weight of the past had been lifted off my shoulders, and I felt a newfound sense of freedom.

I decided to head back to my room to freshen up and start the day. As I walked through the mansion, I greeted the workers and staff with a genui