Sophia took a deep breath. "You should sit down too."Francesco didn't sit. He leaned against a cabinet, one hand still gripping the gun, his whole body strung tight. Mars stood by the door, alert to every sound outside.Sophia gave a helpless little laugh. "I had my whole story ready, how I'd distance myself from all of this. You didn't even give me the chance to say a word of it."She paused. Francesco didn't respond.So she went on. "I never meant to hurt you or Adriana. I just couldn't accept losing to her. I'm not lacking anywhere she isn't. So why can't you let go of her?"Francesco said nothing, as if he weren't even listening. He glanced at his watch, his expression impatient. Every second of delay was another moment of torment. Adriana had been adrift on the sea for over a month now. He couldn't even begin to imagine how desperate and helpless she must feel.Sophia read his urgency and tried to offer some comfort. "Don't worry. Chris won't hurt her. She's a lucky woman
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