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Chapter Sixty Four..
Rosalia shows up twenty minutes later. Her hair is pulled up into a messy bun and she’s dressed in an Adidas tracksuit. She looks so much like her mum, it causes my heart to miss a beat.
“Is everything okay, Aunt Nessa?” Her face is full of concern.
She sits next to me and I reach over and place her hand in mine, resting them on my knees.
“You know, I love you.” I try my best to keep my voice levelled.
“Si, I love you too.” Her beautiful eyes are filled with concern.
I bring her hand up to my lips and place a gentle kiss on her hand.
“This decision has no impact on us whatsoever.” I want to reassure her.
“But for me to move on I can’t be with your Uncle.” I let go of her and place the ring box in her hand. “I need you to do this one favour for me and return it to Luca.” Tears prick my eyes and I rapidly blink urging them away.
“He will be guttered, you know he won’t accept that this will be over between you?
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