Chapter 10
- Chiara
- It’s been two weeks. Two whole weeks as Mrs. Vieri, and nothing had changed—except that I felt like I was living in a fancy prison.
- The contract was simple: play the perfect wife in public, stay out of each other’s way in private. And we’d stuck to it. No arguments, no awkward dinners, no nothing. Domenico and I were nothing more than housemates.