VALENTINA'S POVDaniel took me to dinner at a small restaurant away from the city center, quiet enough that we could actually talk without anyone overhearing."You look happier," he said, reaching for my hand across the table. "Lighter, maybe.""I don't know if happier is the right word. Relieved, maybe." I let him hold my hand, the warmth of it familiar in a way that still surprised me after everything."It's strange, choosing something simple after weeks of nothing but fear.""You don't have to explain it to me. I'm just glad you're here."We talked about ordinary things for a while, the kind of conversation I hadn't allowed myself in months, restaurants we used to visit in Rome, a book he had read recently, nothing that touched the danger still circling somewhere beneath the surface of my life."How's your father handling everything?" he asked eventually, his tone careful, casual. "After everything that's happened.""Exhausted. Older, somehow, than he was a few months ago." I sighe
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