Page 13 of Her Cruel One-Sided Love

"I am, very."

"Isn't this is a little too much, even for you,Nonna?"

"Are you saying you will not obey me on this?"

A moment passed...and then Massimo was inclining his head in mocking assent."Certo che no, Nonna." Of course not."It will be as you wish, as always."

"If it means anything—-Ynez will get over losing you." But Potenziana could not say the same for Ysabel...if this marriage did not work out.

Massimo politely excused himself soon after, but the older woman stayed in the balcony, needing to be alone with her thoughts.

The two sisters were as different as day and night, and truth be told...

Buon Dio, I have indeed turned into a meddling old woman.

She would never have chosen the older girl for Massimo...if she had not accidentally found out about Ysabel's feelings for him.

Now it is your turn, bambina.

Potenziana could only hope Ysabel would succeed in stealing her grandson's heart...or it was the girl's own heart that Massimo would end up breaking instead.

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Ysabel

Door chimes jingleas I push the glass doors open, and my boss-slash-step-aunt beams at me from her usual place behind the counter.

"Buongiorno, bella!"

"Buongiorno!"

"Buongiorno!"

Everyone joyfully greets me like I'm hard of hearing, but all of them also cringe when I sing out 'good morning' in response in my usual off-key tone.Hmph.Can't they just respect my dedicated effort to being Boston's very own Lana del Rey?

Carlita catches my eyes when a group of schoolgirls enters the diner, and I bite back a sigh.Mamma mia, here we go again...literally.

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