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10. Valentine's Day

Leah Falco's POV

February fourteenth, better known as Valentine's Day.

For many people it is their favorite day of the year, for me it is the worst and if it were in my hands, I would delete it from the calendar. I have hated this day for as long as I can remember, since it reminds me of what I am: an orphan girl. The woman who gave birth to me did not hesitate to leave me at the door of a church, without caring about the dark night, or the cold, or the fact I had only been born a few hours ago.

Fucking Adriano Di Lauro. My best friend has forced me to come to this party, just because his wife wanted to keep an eye on me. So I have travelled from Florence to Oakland just to get drunk alone and walk over the hotel's backyard.

"Are you lost little girl?"

I gaze at the voluptuous bony figure and even lift my head as far as I can to see him completely, due to the difference in height.

My God, what a man! He is not Italian, "because he has spoken too perfect in English," but he is like ch
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