LILITH POV"Good morning, mom," I whispered; my voice was groggy as I walked past my mother to the living room.I groaned as the fresh aroma of coffee wafted into my nose. That would be my mother's doing. She must have woken up early to do the cooking.I walked to the counter and poured myself a cup of coffee before sitting on one of the stools in front of the kitchen's island.I cupped the mug, enjoying the warmth that spread from it to my fingers. Sighing, I glanced behind me as I heard my mother's voice. She wasn't alone. She was with Giovanni, who walked to where I was, and, well, Romeo.Briefly, I stared at Romeo, catching the hunt of remorse in his eyes before he looked away from me.He stood in the middle of the room, pocketing his hands in the grey joggers he wore. For someone who had been totally drunk last night, he barely looked hungover.Except for the blotches on his cheeks, which I couldn't tell what caused it, and the redness of his eyes, which I believed often appeared
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