The morning of the wedding arrived in an explosion of radiant Mediterranean sunshine. At six o'clock, the bells of the ancient stone campanile in Tremezzo had sounded their dawn angelus, awakening the gardens of Villa Bellisima to a chorus of songbirds and the gentle rustle of cypress boughs in the alpine breeze. Inside the East Wing bridal suite, an atmosphere of reverent, joyful bustle had reigned since sunrise. Signora Elena…
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