Chapter 12: Shrouded Past

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Alessandra sat in the quiet solitude of her room, her mind replaying the conversation with Mia from the previous day. It had been a moment of vulnerability, a side of her that she rarely showed to anyone. But Mia had seen it, and instead of running away, she had offered her understanding, her support. It was a strange feeling, being on the receiving end of such kindness.

As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, she heard a knock on her door. "Come in," she called out, her voice steady.

The door creaked open to reveal her brother, a serious expression on his face. "Alessandra, we need to talk," he said, his tone grave.

Alessandra nodded, motioning for him to sit. She had a feeling she knew what this was about. Her brother had always been perceptive, always able to see through her lies.

"Is it about Mia?" she asked, her voice betraying nothing.

Her brother nodded, his gaze steady. "I know she's not younger sister of your friend, Alessandra. I know everything."

Alessandra felt a pang of