Chapter 36

• Amelia’s POV
• Salvatore’s friend, the one he had visited in Chicago, was visiting. Apparently he was bringing his wife and daughter, so as usual, I had to dress up and act the lovely wife. Not that I still hated dressing up. I kind of now loved dressing up. Not for Salvatore or his guests. But for Alessandro. I loved to draw his attention to me, serve as a distraction to everything in the room, and lure him in deeper than he already was. He loved to see me in white, looking like a perfect angel, as he claimed, and I have never worn white so much in my life.
• I wore yet another white dress as I greet and welcome Salvatore’s friend and his family. Aloisio looked around Salvatore’s age, while his wife, Liza, looked a few years younger than him. Their daughter Lily looked around my age, or maybe younger by a year or two.