Mafia bride

ther that had seen better days, scarcely made a sound as she approached the gate, her gaze naturally attracted to the fading white picket fence. Her father had painted the fence with de

the walls pressing in harder with each breath. With shaky fingers, she reached for the letter and tore it open. The words blurred as she read, her mind reluctant to accept the seriousness of the situation. Eviction Notice: Your home is going up for auction in two weeks. Two weeks. That was it. Vivienne felt like the ground beneath her feet had been wrenched away. The house was slipping from her grasp, the walls that had once shielded her now tumbling around her. Her parents' memory, the life they had built, was slipping away before her eyes. She closed her eyes, but the words lingered behind her eyelids in cruel mockery. She couldn't stay here any longer. She had no choice. She was about to lose everything.These are memories from the past.Vivienne had worked tirelessly to relive those moments, cherishing the smell of freshly baked bread and the laughter that echoed from the kitchen as her father joked about his infamous failed cooking attempts. Those were the memories she treasured most, the ones that had kept her going after the crash. But today, those memories only served to exacerbate the pain. She sat on the couch, the cushions sinking under her weight, and let the silence wash over her. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to be transported back to a time when the house was vibrant and full of possibilities. Back then, she was a college-bound girl with bigger dreams than her circumstances. She saw her mother standing in the kitchen, stirring a pot of soup and humming a soft tune. Her father was always present, leaning against the doorway, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he teased her about her cooking abilities. They had always laughed together, sharing everything: joys, difficulties, and even the tiniest of achievements. But that was before. Before the crash that shattered her world. The incident occurred during a car accident. One moment, they were on their way to the grocery store. Suddenly, her life took a drastic turn. It had been a stormy evening, the roads slick with water, the visibility poor. Her parents' automobile collided with another vehicle, causing an unexpected sound of metal bending and cracking. Vivienne had been in the rear seat, unconscious for most of the accident. Upon awakening in the hospital, she discovered that her entire world had crumbled. Her father had died quickly. Her mother had fought for weeks before finally succumbing to her injuries. And Vivienne, left alone in the world, had to face the burden of their loss and the crushing weight of their obligations. Now, sitting in the same house that had once been full of love, Vivienne could sense the hollow emptiness that had settled inside her. She pulled up a photograph of her parents; the edges faded after years of handling. The photo had faded, yet their smiles remained vibrant. They had been so joyful back then, so full of hope. Her mother's voice lingered in her memory, her soothin