PresentDecember 2016Luciano Basciano was in front of me.I didn't know whether to run or stay, I think it was the fear that drove me to turn around ready to get out of the place.His voice, exquisite and hoarse, stopped me."She wants to talk to both of them, Emma," he said firmly, with clear sincerity. “I came because he asked me to, and honestly, I need the answers I haven't gotten from your mouth yet, so you can't judge me for that.”His words were like lava running down my skin, burning every corner of pain and desolation, making me writhe to infinity."He's right, Emma, please, daughter, stay because I have a lot to explain to you," my mother said with difficulty.For the first time I looked at Isabella Casey with pity and sadness.What could my mother tell both of us to get her here?Something isn't right here..."I don't know how to start this conversation, honey," she said sincerely, and my body went numb right away as she closed her eyes and opened them to fix her gaze on m
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