Chapter 17: Like Me I hurried back upstairs to check on Stefano. He was in one of the guest rooms, and they were beginning to clean him up and apply ointment. "He's burning up. I'm afraid he's developed a fever," one of the maids said, concerned about his well-being. "Does Adriano have a personal doctor or something?" I asked. I didn't want to call Rafaelle's doctor; I didn't want him to find out about anything. "Y-yes, he does," Mamma Lia managed to say without fidgeting. She looked perplexed seeing how battered Stefano was. The red-haired maid, Evonne, came in holding a tray of scissors, cotton wool, more ointment, gauze, and bandages. She placed the tray on the table before getting on her knees before me. "T-thank y-you, Madame. Without you, he might've died," she said with teary eyes and a shaky voice. "Get up," I helped her up. "Your uniform will get dirty. Let's focus on the fact that he's here now," I told her. "Yes," she said, smiling and wiping her eyes. I thought Stef
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