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79. A Difficult Dawn

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Alexa's POV

Don Antonio's words, "You have to choose," echoed in my head all night. Sleep was impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother's worried face next to Don Antonio's firm, sorrowful gaze. The choice felt impossible, like being asked to cut off a part of myself.

I tossed and turned in the big, soft bed. One moment, I felt a burning desire for revenge, a fierce need to see my father lose everything he cherished, just as he had made me lose everything. The next, a cold dread would wash over me at the thought of hurting my mother, of stepping deeper into a world of violence that felt so wrong, so heavy.

The villa was silent, but my mind was screaming. Justice or peace? Fight or run? Love for Don Antonio, who was offering me a way to reclaim my strength, or love for my mother, who just wanted me safe and far away from all this darkness?

As the first hint of grey light appeared outside the window, I knew I couldn't make this decision alone. I needed to talk to someone
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