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“Can we go home?” Eleonor looks at Giovanni with tired eyes. Giovanni can see that she's on the edge just by looking at her face.

“Of course, love.” Giovanni caresses her face and kisses her forehead, asking permission to say goodbye to the other guests, especially Mr. Henderson, who has been talking to him for a long time.

Eleonor looks around, looking for Theodor Marchetti in the crowd, but he really is nowhere to be found. She sighs because, somehow, he actually managed to get into her mind and make her feel uneasy. Ever since poker night, she'd been thinking about it. This man is really dangerous and hard to read.

“Oh… You don't look very well, daughter.” Erica approaches with a high-pitched voice, putting on the mask of a worried mother.

“I'm fine, Mother… just a little tired. Do not worry.” Eleonor gives her a sweet smile, which doesn't falter even as Erica moves even closer — so close that she can see her mother's wrinkles.

“If you're tired, why burden yourself? You can leave t
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