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Chapter 186

Author: Ruby
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-16 00:37:49

Sarah POV

Later that evening, as the house falls into a hushed stillness, I gather the courage to talk to Alessandro. The weight of everything between us presses against my chest, making it hard to breathe. He's in the study, the soft glow of the lamp casting elongated shadows over his sharp features as he reads. The sight of him, so absorbed, so distant, sends a wave of uncertainty through me. I hesitate at the doorway, my pulse pounding in my ears, but I know this conversation can't wait any longer.

"Alessandro?" I call softly, my voice barely above a whisper as I step inside.

He looks up from his book, his expression guarded, unreadable. His eyes flicker with something—hesitation, maybe, or quiet resignation. "Yes?"

I move slowly, deliberately, taking a seat across from him. The air between us feels thick with unsaid words, unspoken wounds that neither of us has dared to touch. "Can we talk? Really talk?"

He sets the book aside, his movements measured, careful. He nods, folding his
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