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EPISODE 56
FRANCESCA's POV I reached the room, shaking my head once and turning around to the direction of the gardens. One thing I had noticed since my time in this house was that most of Italy’s old houses were built the same and this was one of such. Although I knew that very soon, Dante was going to begin a search for me if he did not see me in the room but I needed air. I needed to get away from whatever this was before I lost my mind. The fact that I had been able to overlook… no… I had totally forgotten how dangerous the man was and his crime… what he had done to my family? He was the reason I would never see them again and I had turned to jelly in his arms just because he had uttered he was crazy for me? Was I really that deprived of love that I would fall into any man’s arms? Even as
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