POTERE AMORE (Mafia Romance) 18+

Chpater fifty nine

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ this chapter is intended for 18+ readers.

Annetta's POV

Surely, there were many ways to cherish something, a moment where you never want to forget about and the only way I can think of is taking a picture.

Pictures hold a special place in my heart. They hold memories that are supposed to be forever. They make life so much easier to deal with because they preserve the good of time. Time is frozen in pictures, smiles are never changed, nothing is changed because a great time is captured. We get to see beauty in those that have amazing eyes. Icy eyes.

"It's time."

A voice penetrated my ear, knocking me back to reality. Turning my head away from the picture I had in my phone, I look at Adriana. Adriana smiles at me, her smile comes with heartfelt emotions that I could read from a mile away. I knew how much this day meant to her, though she was my sister, she wants everything she never had for me. I knew this. She was like a mother to me, protecting me like I was her Ilaria. All because of the things she's been through in her life, I know she would protect me from all of that. While she was happy for me, she was also afraid for me, as any other big sister would be. I place my phone down and rose to my feet, Adriana reached me and wraps her arms around me.

"Adriana, I really want this." I sigh, my muscles release the tension as I use her to calm myself down. "You have nothing to be worried about."

"I know you want this, I'm happy you want this." She says, pulling away from me. She holds my hands before she summons them to my belly. "You need this. Not just for yourself, but this little bambino here."

I was truly happy that I had a support system surrounding me. Having someone that understands me in ways that I never knew I needed was incredible. She was on the same page as me, she knew how important today was for me because it was going to change my life for the better.

"I know." I say,

"Buona. Now let's go, the groom is waiting for you at the altar." She smiles, "I must warn you, he doesn't look very happy."

"I'm sure that'll change in five minutes." I laugh, "Let's go."

Adriana holds my hand and we begin to walk out of the room, to the altar and to my groom. Today, I was doing something for better, for worse, till death do us part, and in sickness and in health, and for all the days in my life. I was marrying him today.

I'm officially becoming Mrs Moretti.

My heart races in my chest at the thought, but not as much as it did when we reached the top of the aisle. Though there were hundreds pairs of eyes, I only felt one. One that is mine. Maybe because I've been yearning to see him. I feel it in my stomach, the waves, the turning, the deep tug and I still couldn't tell if it was because of my nerves or if it was because of the pregnancy.

When I told Adriana that I wanted to marry Fabio, I also told her that I was pregnant. I think that was the only reason why she agreed for this alliance to go ahead. Eventually, she came around the idea of Fabio and I marrying, and we assured her that it's what we always wanted but never understood how to make it happen.

With every step I took towards him, I felt the intimidation so deep. Though I want this, I know I want this, my heart was raging inside of my chest. It was in rage because I was walking towards a man that once promised me hell in my life. Though, it's the past, I'm still afraid and always will be. I've lived most of my life surrounding my father's neglect and abuse and I chose to turn a blind eye to it all because I loved my father way too much to defend myself. But I wasn't going to do that with Fabio, and I told him that.