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... loudly on the bedroom floor and she sank her head into her hands, hoping this was all just a bad dream.
As if to mock her further, her phone chimed with a new message. It was only a single line― an address that was sent from her father’s phone. A broken cry emerged from her throat.
"Amelia? Is something the matter?" There was a brief knock on the bedroom door before Matteo entered. "I heard something drop."
That wasn’t all he heard; even with the thick bedroom door muffli ...
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