Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 419 Haunting Past

Sofia's heart ached, her emotions conflicting as she fought against feeling anything for the people who had never cared for her. But family ties ran deep, and despite her best efforts, she couldn't deny the pain she saw in her father's eyes. Carlo cried inconsolably, clutching Emma's lifeless body tightly against him. Tears streamed down his face, his cheeks glistening with sorrow, and his body trembled as he silently wept.

Sofia turned her teary eyes towards Leonardo, seeking support and understanding. He gently unwrapped his arm from around her, gesturing for her to go to her father. Slowly, she approached Carlo, her heart heavy with the weight of the situation. She had never been in a position to comfort anyone before, let alone her own father. This tragedy was partly due to her own past, and she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

With trembling hands, she placed one on her father's shoulder. Carlo turned his head towards her, his eyes red and filled with tears.

"Dad," Sofia whispered softly, kneeling beside him. The pain in his eyes was palpable, and her heart ached even more.

Carlo couldn't hold back his emotions any longer and hugged Sofia tightly, his tears soaking her shoulder.

"I am sorry, Sofia. Sorry that because of Emma, you have to suffer so much. I saw her end coming close when she kidnapped you. I will never forgive her for trying to harm you. But I can't help but feel pain and sorrow over her death," Carlo's words were filled with regret, remorse, and a sense of protectiveness toward his daughter.

"I know, Dad. I know. You don't need to explain yourself; just let the pain out of your body and heart with those tears." Sofia's voice was gentle as she rubbed Carlo's back, offering him comfort and understanding.

Leonardo, standing by Sofia's side, observed the scene with a mix of sympathy and admiration for Sofia's strength. He knew that she was bearing the weight of this tragedy, and he respected her for being there for her father despite the painful history between them.

Leonardo's men brought in a stretcher to carry Emma's lifeless body, a somber reminder of the loss they all now faced.

"Dad, we need to go," Sofia gently urged, hoping that he would agree. Carlo nodded, silently acknowledging her request.

At Leonardo's direction, Bella was summoned to bring a plain black dress for Sofia. Understanding the need for privacy and dignity, Leonardo took Sofia to a nearby hotel and booked a room for her to change out of her wedding gown before attending the funeral. Everyone was informed, and the news of Emma's demise had spread. When they arrived at Ricci's family graveyard, Kat was already there. She ran towards Carlo, tears streaming down her face, and embraced him tightly.

mum be dead? I still couldn't believe it," Kat's voice quivered with grief as she

had to pay for her misdeeds, and her sins have been paid off. I don't blame anyone because it was completely her mistake to underestimate this situation. She couldn't commit a sin and escape, not every time," Carlo's voice

stood there, witnessing the raw authenticity in

Sofia stood by her father's side throughout the

Carlo approached Sofia with a heavy heart. His eyes

forgive me. I know I don't deserve this, but please forgive me," Carlo's voice trembled with emotion as he bared his soul, seeking forgiveness for the neglect and

heavens, speaking to his late wife, Lucia. "Lucia, please forgive me. Only your forgiveness can bring

and sorrow, Sofia gently rubbed his shoulder, trying to offer him some comfort. Her heart ached for the man before her, who had

and I also. Please, you have to forgive yourself. That will only give you peace and strength to start your life again," Sofia spoke with a calm but melancholic voice. Tears welled up in her eyes once more,

moment, she hoped to convey her forgiveness and understanding, allowing Carlo to release the burden of his past

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wedding

by the cruel actions of Emma and Lana, but amidst the unfortunate circumstances, they

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a week later. Despite the setbacks, Sofia was now standing on the cusp of her special day, eager and hopeful for a new beginning.

the preparations and excitement, Sofia never forgot her father, Carlo, who had been slowly recovering from the immense sorrow and trauma he had endured. She knew the pain he carried, and she made it a point to

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to terms with the situation, but the process was painful

support, she slowly saw his smiles return, at least for his daughter's sake, as they navigated their way through the difficult emotions together. Finally, the long-awaited day had arrived. Sofia stood, filled with

beaming smile, turned to Sofia,

ready?" he inquired, his eyes filled with