The midnight in Washington DC was more refreshing than in Italy, even whipped by a cold breeze. Bethany was lying in her bed, completely lucid . On the verge of tears. So far, her trip had been fruitless, with only American food making her most homesick. At home she felt no different than at Ciro's house. There, too, she was a guest. The academy, instead of recovering details from her memory, confused those she had already had.He got up from his bed and went to one of his suitcases where he took out his personal diary. He looked for the first blank page and, pen in hand, began to write new compilations."I'm Bethany Carter, a stranger in my own life. I'm not passionate about my job, and I don't know the people who claim to love me. My future husband is an Italian lawyer and businessman. He's extremely sweet, but I find his brother rather unpleasant, despite having been my lover.My fiancé knew my brother long before he met me, but no one notices that fac
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