Chapter 138

Isabella’s POV I thought I could finally calm down when the wedding ceremony had officially begun. But as the soft piano music echoed through the hall, floating like a calm breeze, giving us the heavenly vibe of the love that was born, I remembered the past again. Matteo’s proposal. His promises. Our supposed wedding. I still have the ring. It was always with me. I made it my necklace, close to my heart, but felt too far. The guests sat quietly, watching with smiles on their faces, looking at the stunning bride. I can even see my daughter looking like an angel while sitting and watching us. Everyone was happy and calm. Melinda looked exquisite on her big day. A sweet smile on her lips, but when our eyes met, I saw mischief. I was too distracted to even pay attention to her and the beauty of the decoration. Because I, the maid of honor, was walking stiffly, side by side with none other than Matteo Moretti, who happened to be my partner. The man who used to hold my world now looked like