FIORELLA’S POV “Hi, Mum. It’s me, Salvatore.” I stared at the text I received from Teresa’s number, a fond smile on my face. The fire at the neighbor’s house must have woken him up. I typed a reply: “Go back to sleep, Sal. You need rest. I’ll talk to you in the morning. I love you.” “Okay. Love
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