CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY NINE - WHAT LURKS BENEATH

One evening, about a week after the trial's conclusion, Alessandro and Amelia found themselves alone in their home for the first time in what felt like ages. The constant presence of lawyers, security personnel, and PR teams had finally abated, leaving them in a sudden, almost disorienting quiet. They sat together on the terrace, looking out over the city lights. Alessandro held a glass of wine in his hand, but it remained untouched as he lost himself in thought. "What are you thinking about?" Amelia asked softly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them. Alessandro turned to her, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "Everything," he admitted with a small laugh. "How close we came to losing it all. How different things could have been if Marco hadn't come forward, or if the jury had believed Dante's lies." He paused, taking a sip of his wine before continuing. "But mostly, I'm thinking about Leo. About how proud he would be of what we've accomplished. And h