Villa Isabella, Montes SabinosOne week laterThe tension in the villa was palpable.Even though Antonio had revealed his past, something had changed in the atmosphere of the house. Eye contact lingered a second too long. Conversations ceased when someone approached. Trust, that fragile crystal, had cracked.Elena noticed it everywhere. In the way Dante watched Antonio, in the way Carla avoided certain topics, in Roberto's silence when someone mentioned the past."It can't go on like this," she told Dante one afternoon, as they walked through the woods. "The mistrust is consuming us.""I know. But I don't know how to fix it.""By talking. By being honest. By letting each of us say what we feel."Dante looked at her."Do you think that will work?""I don't know. But it's better than this."The MeetingThat night, Dante summoned everyone to the library.Antonio, Roberto, Carla, Valentina, Enzo, Marco, Luca, Alessandro, Catalina, Andrea, Giulia, Marco Rossi. All those who had come to the
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