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DANTE's POV The ride was silent and I did not try to force any conversation on Francesca, merely observed as she twirled her fingers over and over again. It was obvious she had a lot on her mind and I could not blame her. She had not been home in a while and a lot has changed. I knew she did not know what to expect and if the clan would welcome her with open arms with all that had transpired in the last month, She need not be bothered about that because I had made sure to inform Manuel that everyone was to be on their best behaviour. Anyone that looks at her the wrong way will be made to answer for that and if I find out that they have been talking behind her back then I am going to make sure they no longer have a tongue to wag. I reclined in my seat, closing my eyes and folding my ar