“No!” Bianca stepped forward so abruptly everyone stared. She grabbed Marco’s arm again. “I mean, the guests are waiting. We can sign without the seal. Let’s not hold up the ceremony over something so small.”“A minute ago, it was an attack on the alliance.” I watched her mouth open and close. “Now it’s no big deal?”Matteo had his man close the door, then started the video. On-screen, Bianca entered alone. She took my earring out of her purse, laid it on the table, and picked up a small hammer left there for adjusting the display furniture.The first blow didn’t break the seal. Her sweet expression vanished. She gritted her teeth and struck it again and again. Her voice came through the speaker. [Go on, play the victim, Elena. Let’s see what you’ve got left when he runs you out of the Moretti house.]She scrawled in the guest book, hid the hammer behind a cabinet, then rubbed her eyes red in the mirror. Watching that familiar gesture, I remembered broken trophies, ruined homework, all
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