The Harbor Where Vows Died

Introduction

I had been missing for three years. The day I came back to Palermo, everyone was holding a memorial mass for me.

My funeral portrait stood on the altar. My husband, Matteo De Luca, sat in the front row beside his lover, Bianca Vitale, and their twins, Luca and Alex De Luca.

He saw me, and he almost said my name.

But when Luca began to cry, Matteo turned to shield the children.

Later, in front of everyone, he addressed me as Miss Moretti.

And I had not come back to reclaim my husband.

I had come back for the distress package someone intercepted three years ago.