Ninety Days To Be His
Elena's eyes widened, and her hand instinctively reached for Andrea's, offering silent support.
"I'm so sorry, Andrea," Elena whispered, her voice filled with empathy. "I had no idea." Her grip tightened around his hand, a gesture of understanding and compassion. Andrea felt a sense of relief, finally freeing himself from the secret he had guarded so fiercely.
"But there's more," Andrea confessed, his voice now filled with vulnerability. "After Isabella's passing, I became responsible for Vanessa. She's only eight years old." He looked into Elena's eyes, hoping she could grasp the enormity of the situation.
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