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Fiona’s POV. I’ve never seen that sort of panic in Savio’s eyes before. From what I’ve gathered from my time with the triplets– Savio was the calm one, he showed the least amount of emotion and seemed to be the most in charge out of all them. And yet, now I see his usually calm sea blue eyes light with panic, they dart from Micah to Amelia and then finally to me. I fold my arms and sneer at him, pushing back the worry at the look on his face. He’s been acting a little too nicely to me these past few weeks, he threw Giovanna in the very same dungeons that I was thrown in and then relieved me of my maid duties, he’d show up at random places when I was with either Amelia or Ellia and attempt to make friendly conversation with me. Which of course, I shut down with sharp curses and bitter gla