I walked away from the Corleone name the day my father broke my mother's trust. For one year, my modest life with Luca has been my sanctuary. Today, celebrating our anniversary with a handmade strawberry cake, I believed I was free. But the family's urgent summons—and a hurried man colliding with me on the stairs—shatters that peace. His eyes lock on mine: 'You?' I recognize him. The Silver Wolf, a whispered name from shadows. Why is he here? Why does the family need me now? My cake trembles, but my resolve strengthens. This is no accident. My past has returned, and the choices ahead will redefine my future, my truth, and the legacy I choose to claim.
