Dante’s POV“She died.”The words stayed in the air.I couldn’t make them fit.Not after everything we’d learned.Not after four years of being told one child had died, then discovering two babies, then three, and now apparently four.I looked at Sofia.“Who told you that?”She wiped beneath one eye.“Adrian.”“Do you believe him?”“No.”That answer came too quickly.“Then why did you say she died?”“Because that’s what they wanted everyone to believe.”Valentina stepped closer.“Who is she?”Sofia looked at her.“The fourth baby.”“Her name?”“I don’t know.”Valentina’s face tightened.“You don’t know?”“I was never allowed to see her.”“Then how do you know she existed?”Sofia looked at Adrian.“Because I heard her.”The room became quiet.“You heard her?” I asked.Sofia nodded.“After they took you and the twins away, they brought me downstairs.”“Where?”“The old nursery.”I remembered the hidden room.The photographs.The fourth bassinet.The scratched-out names.“What happened t
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