RICCARDO"If you had come that day, you'd be dead maybe. You were lucky your father was away with business"“ You escaped,” Fabrizio said.It all came flooding back to me, back 25 years to when tragedy struck and my family fell under the rain of bullets. The pain was still there, deep in my soul."I swear, Fabrizio, it feels like yesterday," I said, getting emotional. I was young and clueless about the bad things that were coming.”Fabrizio was all ears, curious and sad at the same time, as he leaned in to hear me. His eyes, just like his mom Francesca's, made me realize how much he suffered at such a young age.“Our parents visited our grandfather’s grave, like they did every year. For me, it was the second time,” I continued, my voice wavering. “You were only five years old then, too young to comprehend the gravity of the situation. But I knew Fabrizio. Deep down, I knew it would change our lives forever.”He nodded solemnly, his gaze locked with mine, urging me to share more.“I re
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