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2023-04-10 00:30:04Sometimes, moments of calm are signs of a devastating storm that goes by without being noticed. That's what happened that morning, exactly four days before Emily and Josh's engagement party.
In that dawn, Eleonor woke up with a start, with her blond hair glued to her sweating body. Her heavy breathing and widened eyes show the impact caused by the nightmare. She dreamed of Emily.
Perhaps dreaming isn't the right word… the truth is that horrible memories flooded her mind during her sleep.
But when she notices Giovanni's firm arm around her, and his face so close in deep sleep, a peace comes to her chest… And she was able to fall asleep again.
She should have known that this was an omen for the tragedy that would plague her life.
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“Donna… you have a guest.” Domenico says cautiously.
“A guest? I don't remember calling someone…” Eleonor raises an eyebrow.
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