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Capitolo X

I refuse to leave my room simply because I want to defy my father. That was the only thought that ran through my head as I stood outside the balcony staring at the front yard below, drinking a glass full of Cheval Blanc 1947. I'm not a drinker really, but when you have a bottle of one of the most expensive wines in the world just hanging in your wine cellar and a screwed-up future way ahead of you, you just can't resist.

The knock came again. It was the third time since my father left 15 minutes ago.

"Mi dispiace, signora," I'm sorry, ma'am, the small, muffled voice of the maid called from outside. "Tuo padre ti vuole giù,” Your father wants you downstairs

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