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... ivert my eyes from Romeo. My gaze snapped toward the sound.
Nonna.
She wheeled into the room slowly, her movements controlled, the way they always were.
Her silver hair was neatly pinned back, her dark shawl folded perfectly over her shoulders. Her eyes lifted.
And landed directly on me. I was still pressed against the wall. Barefoot. Wrapped in Romeo’s shirt.
My hands half-raised like I’d been caught mid-surrender.
And Romeo, he was kneeling. Nonn ...
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