Sure enough, Dante called.When I picked up, he sounded exhausted, with a trace of panic just under the surface. "Serena, come to the Corsini hospital. Elena's in bad shape. She thinks you humiliated her in front of everyone, and she's threatening to put a gun in her mouth."Please, just come. Do it for the three years we had. I promise, if you come, I'll make her kneel in front of you and apologize."I watched the sky darken outside the window. "Dante, you think this is my fault?"The line went dead quiet."That's not what I meant. But the Corsini elders want blood right now. If the alliance falls apart completely, it means all-out war. Help me one last time, Serena. Please."One last time.For three years, he'd used those words as a weapon.One last time, let me take her back to the safe house.One last time, let me go comfort her.And every time, I gave in."Fine," I said. "One last time."I agreed, not because I'd gone soft, but because I needed to end this three-year farce myself.
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