Chapter 77 Enough Time

• For a moment, only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves filled the silence, as if nature itself held its breath in reverence for their shared moment.
• “No matter what’s happened, no matter how much time we’ve lost, you’re here now, and that’s all that matters to me,” Vincenzo murmured, each word a solemn, eternal vow.
• In that instant, they understood with absolute clarity: nothing could tear them apart again.