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d away. What did he mean by "playing with fire

had to focus on finding out the truth about my f

g with questions and theories. As I entered my roo

d it up, recognizing th

n at midnight," the n

t did Maria want to talk to me about?

hat it was already 11:45 PM. I

getting the better of me. I made my way to

waiting for me. She was dressed in a

e said, her voice low. "I have

eart racing wi

s it?"

ly. "It's about your family," she said.

ement. Finally, I was g

I said, my

, they were deeply involved with the De Lucas," she said. "They w

down my spine. Wh

" I asked, my voice b

d. "But I think you have a right to know. Your family, Emilia, they were involved in some... shady

punched in the gut. W

at I had to know the truth. No

e," I said,

tell you everything I know," she said.

eart racing wi

s it?"

careful," she said. "The De Lucas are not people to be trifled with.

own my spine. What ha

k down now. I had to know the

" I said, m

od," she said. "Because once you kn

lia'

process everything Maria had told me, when

with long, curly hair and a stunning figure. Marco didn't even ackn

ith Marco. She gazed up at him with adori

ocused solely on Sophia. He took her hand, his eyes bu

" he murmured, his

with excitement. "I'd love to," she

chment. I wasn't jealous, exactly. I just felt... curious

n room. I had more important things to w

coming from Marco's room. I rolled my eyes, feeling a sense of amuse

ehind me. I had a lot to think about, and

Sophia's story was. Was she just another of Marco's conq

achment. It wasn't my business, and I h

and music coming from Marco's room. I smiled to myself, feeling a

omething was off. Sophia's arrival had seemed... delibe

noid. But as I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't shake off the fee