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Playlist: Video 55/67
Playlist: Video 55/67 Aura walked down the stairs as if she was a dead woman walking. She met her parents in the dining room and sat down for lunch. Nobody spoke. It was very awkward as they were being served in silence. They all just fiddled with forks and pieces of bread. Finally, Maria left them alone. Aura was rehearsing what to say in her mind and took in a breath to spit it out already. Her mother beat her to it. “I’m going to Italy. Tonight,” she said firmly and bit on her steak. Tony frowned, then shook his head and poured some red wine for him. He downed it in a single gulp and poured some more. “We can all see where Aura got the rebellious genes from. Fine. How much worse can it be?” Aura smiled at her mother and cupped her hands. “Give him a hug from me. And a tight sque
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