I wasn’t feeling sad. I was enraged. Not with them. With myself, for thinking this could be anything else than it really is, a business agreement.
Both Matt and Liam knew Jamie was an Amato before the marriage, so that meant my sacrifice for the sake of peace between our two families, wasn’t needed. At all!
Jamie and Liam were clearly in love, and with their marriage, our families would be tied and I would be free to marry anyone I chose to. Or not even marry at all!
Why did they do this? Why did they still carry on with this sham of a wedding if it was completely unnecessary?
“YOU KNEW!” – I spat, my disgust clear and evident in those two little words.
“Francesca, let's talk about this.” – Matt tried to walk towards me stretching his hand to touch me, as I backed out toward the lift.
