I thought to myself, ‘This is happiness.’
But that happiness didn’t last long because Serena came back. The day she returned, Fabio didn’t cling to me for once. For once, my parents called us and invited us home for dinner.
Serena had been gone for three years. She hadn’t come home once during that time. At every New Year’s gathering, Mr. and Mrs. Altomare would awkwardly say that Serena was busy with her studies. Fabio stayed silent and expressionless. I could never tell what he was thinking.
As for me, even though I was their real daughter, I had barely visited my family since getting married.
When we arrived that evening, I saw a beautiful young woman rush into Fabio’s arms like a gust of wind. I stood there watching, while Fabio didn’t push her away. The woman had become more mature, but she still called him ‘Big Fabio’. Her tears soaked into Fabio’s army-green uniform.
Seeing this scene, my chest tightened as if needles were piercing my heart. I instantly regretted agreeing to come back. When Serena finally noticed me, she straightened up and smiled faintly.
“I’m sorry, Sofia. I was just so happy to see Fabio standing again. Oh wait, should I call you brother-in-law now?”