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49- The Drink
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I woke up much later than usual the next morning, the weight of sleep still clinging to my body as I slowly sat up. The room was quiet, the faint scent of lavender lingering in the air—a familiar trace of Roni. Glancing over, I realized she was already gone. The neatly folded pyjamas on the small chair in the corner confirmed it; she had woken up early, tidied up after herself, and probably gone about her morning without disturbing me.Of course, she had already showered too. That was just like Roni—always efficient, always put together. She had always been that kid—the one who wanted to impress the parents by being the perfect daughter. She’d wake up at the crack of dawn, get out of bed on time without anyone needing to call her and move through the house like a well-rehearsed routine. By the time the rest of us stumbled out of bed, she had already prepared breakfast, set the table, and even started cleaning, as if proving her worth with every chore she completed.And after she got
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"Victoria, what are you doing here?" My father asked, his voice laced with anger.I remained frozen, shocked into silence. I was too afraid to respond, not knowing if he'd just ask a rhetorical question or if he truly wanted an answer.“Victoria?” he repeated, his voice now calmer, though there was still a sharp edge to it. Oh, so he actually wanted an answer this time?He realized that being angry with everyone wouldn't help him get the answers he needed."I was drinking a cup of tea when I overheard you having a personal conversation with Alessandro - Mr. Russo. I thought it would be rude to walk by in the middle of it," I explained, though some of it was not entirely true.He sighed, dismissing me with a wave, before turning and walking back to the living room.I waited, hoping he would return and pick up where we left off last night, but he didn’t. Just as I started to think I might be in the clear, I heard his footsteps coming back toward the kitchen.“Finish your tea, go shower
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I was eager to uncover the truth about what had transpired between my sister and Russo, but before I could even voice my question, he suddenly appeared. His expression shifted the moment he laid eyes on my father—stunned, almost disbelieving.My father, seemingly caught off guard, parted his lips as if to say something but hesitated. “Oh—” was all that escaped him.An uneasy silence settled between us, thick with unspoken words and unanswered questions.“Anyway,” Russo finally spoke, his tone flat but firm. “I came to let you know that I’m heading back home. Maya called—there’s something I need to take care of over there.”My father, who had been sitting in contemplation, immediately rose to his feet and took a step closer to Russo. His expression was softer now, almost apologetic.“Look, I’m really sorry about earlier,” he said, his voice lowered, though not enough to keep me from catching bits and pieces of his words. “There’s just a lot going on, and I’m only trying to protect her.
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