Manuela’s POVI had barely closed the door, hadn't even recovered from Flavian's father's visit, when the doorbell rang again. What else did that man want? I took a deep breath and opened the door. I felt as if all the blood had drained from my body. There, standing in front of me with a cold smile that seemed almost cruel, was my mother, and right behind her was Julian."Mom?!" My legs trembled, and I thought I would collapse on the floor."Did you miss me, Manuela? Did you think I would forget about you?" She laughed, but it was a humorless laugh. "A mother never forgets her child, especially one as rebellious as you!""Mom, of course I missed you!" I tried to hug her, but she dodged away, which made my heart ache."Won't you invite me in, ungrateful daughter?" My mother spoke in a cold, cutting voice. I merely gestured, and she entered, followed by my brother who rubbed his hand over my head, messing up my hair and pulled my ear hard. This had been Julian's habit since he grew talle
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