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I opened my lips to respond, to refute him, without having the slightest idea of what to say exactly after such words that had pierced my heart. However, his cell phone started ringing loudly in the pocket of his jacket, forcing me to stay silent.

He reluctantly took it out, as he had to move his hands away from my body. At that moment, I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. Quickly, without him noticing, I wiped them away with my trembling hands. Then, I turned my face in another direction while he answered the call.

"Hello, Vico..." he greeted, a bit uncomfortable with the fact that she was the one who had interrupted us. He patiently listened to what his wife was saying and ended the call abruptly with, "Alright, I'll be there."

"Is she here?" I muttered when he put his phone away.

"Yes. Why?"

"I need to talk to both of you," I muttered, crossing my arms before starting to walk towards Lucila's room, with him sticking to me, one of his eyebrows raised, almost trying to guess what w