I rose up and walked to Diana, who was holding Vic as he lay dying. She was crying uncontrollably. I thought it was safe to assume that some, if not all, of her memory had returned.
"Vic... I saw you paying off Lanyard...," Diana said between sobs, "...then I heard you tell Rocco and Sal to take care of me... you had my bags packed... I thought you wanted... to kill me..."
Vic coughed up blood and said in a whisper, "Baby... I was making... plans for our...wedding..."
I didn't think she could cry any harder. I was very wrong...