AVELINA'S POVI sit in the hall with Emilio when his phone rings. He answers but doesn’t say anything to the person on the other end. His posture changes, and I immediately sense something is wrong. His eyes turn to me, sharp and alert.Allessandro still isn’t back from his meeting, and that realization hits my chest like a rock.“Who is it?” I ask quietly.Emilio ends the call without answering my question right away.“Was it Allessandro?” I ask again after a long silence.“No,” Emilio finally says. “It’s not Alessandro.”My fingers grip the arm of the chair. “Then who?”He hesitates before walking toward me. “He knows you. He asked about you,” he says, taking my hand.The room suddenly feels cramped, the air thick and stuffy.“That can’t be true. Nobody from my family knows where I am, not even Aunt Lucia,” I say.“He’s already in the house and insists on seeing you,” Emilio says, cutting into my thoughts.“But why?” My heart pounds against my chest.“The Don warned him not to come
Last Updated : 2025-12-23
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