It was the day after I had found out about the baby picture and no matter how much I’d call or text Vincenzo he would not answer.I was getting anxious since Christian wasn’t here— and even considered asking Olivia, Vincenzo’s address because I could not take it anymore.“Are you sure you’re not going to eat anything?” Emmanuella who had returned asked and I shook my head while I kept staring at my phone. The last person I had texted was Beau, and I hoped he would reply.“No, I’m good thanks,” I reassured her. “Yes, but how about the baby?” She asked, and pushed the plate towards my direction— forcing me to eat. Not in the mood to talk to her anymore, I had accepted the plate and started eating.“Emmanuella, you’ve been in this family for a long time, right?” I asked her as she nodded her head. “Yes, why?”“Do you know the Alfonzo’s?” I asked her. Emmanuella sat down on the opposite side of me. “Yes, of course, I know them— they’ve been a family friend for ages. It all started with Ch
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