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70| Secrets Unfolding

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BALIA

Things were slowly unfolding, even if I didn't understand what he was discussing.

Every moment of my visit to Luca, I have had him reveal one thing or the other. What exactly was he talking about?

"I know you're looking out for me, but I think you're taking this overboard. I know I said Senna is going to kill me. I just said that out of—"

"You don't get it, do you?" Luca asked with a laugh and shook his head.

"What are you talking about, Luca?" I asked, standing to my feet. He had a murderous glint in his eyes, and it still hadn't left since. "Why do you have that look in your eyes? You mean it, don't you? You're going to kill Senna?"

"You don't recognize him, do you?" Luca said. "You probably don't. You were hidden in the cupboard while I had to watch him waste our parents!"

"What are you talking about?"

Seconds ticked by, and with every moment that passed, my anxiety began to grow. I had no idea what he was talking about, but it was getting scary, and moments passed. Luca kic
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