In the memory, I stood before Caterina as my heart slowly sank."Caterina, tell me who the father is first," I said, doing my best to keep my voice steady.Caterina snapped her head up, her bloodshot eyes flickering with resistance. "Stop asking!"Wrought with panic, she grabbed me. "Bianca, you have to help me! Just get me away from this family, and I'll never show my face to any of you again! Please, I'm begging you!"Her nails dug painfully into my skin, but my anxiety only spiked. The more frantic she became, the more it proved that the truth was a skeleton in the closet that could never see the light of day.I took a deep breath and forced her hands off of me."Caterina, it's not that I don't want to help. But you've never liked me, have you? You've always claimed I was the one who stole your brother from you. You hate me, and you wish I would leave the family."And now, when something this catastrophic hits the fan, you refuse to tell me anything and expect me to help yo
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