Mending His Broken Fiore

With a new sense of purpose, I continued to live my life. But my world shattered into pieces once again when I finally knew the stranger’s name. Every beautiful little dream I had destroyed when I learned his identity and the truth about this person I lost my heart to.

Was it the end of me and the Italian stranger who gave my life a new meaning?

Or could this be the start of something even more powerful and meaningful for us?