Vincenzo 2 [Imagination]

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Written by Predictionlabel ™️

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The beginning of a new beginning

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Seoul, South Korea, March 19th 2***
Seoul National Cemetery

It will soon be one year infant that Vincenzo is on his island in Malta and our dear lawyer ChaYoung has the mind confused, she is looking for herself. She is standing in front of her father's grave while trying to hold back her tears that want to cross the forbidden barrier. The sun is at its zenith. The wind slapped her hair.

She knelt in front of the grave and placed a bouquet made of tulips on her father's grave.

-Father, how are you? It will soon be a year infant that you are not there anymore... Vincenzo, I, and the team put all his malefactors underground. The Tower of Babel finally fell and it was a shattering fall. Today I plan to take a direct flight to Vincenzo, I don't think I'll be coming back to Korea anytime soon. The worst thing is that I don't know how to tell the others because I promised to be there for them but my love for Vincenzo is greater. But deep inside I feel a sense of guilt, I feel like I am being selfish.

Not being able to resist this confrontation with her father's tomb she broke down in tears. The tears rolled down her cheeks. This moment was too emotional and too hard to bear. The loved one she loved most in the world was six feet under, she wished she could go back.

She immediately regretted this gesture, because according to her, she had to be strong and accept to do her mourning. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath.

-Daddy, your daughter is strong and wants you to know she misses your relationship. Despite the pain, she has decided to move on, live smile, and live it without remorse.

Daddy forever and ever," she declared.

She stood up and looked at her father's tomb for the last time, trying to remember every corner and every detail of this place. After finishing her contemplation she turned around and walked with a heavy heart towards the exit of the cemetery, holding a suitcase in her hand. She stopped a cab and pointed it to the airport.

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After 30 minutes of travel, she finally arrived at her destination. With her heart beating fast, she got out of the car, retrieved her suitcase in the process, and made her way to the Incheon airport. Once inside the airport she went to a bench in the waiting room, a few minutes later the members of the Cassano family (Geumga Plaza) came to meet her wishing her a good trip.