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ROSALINDA. “How was it? I bet you had a blast.” Sofia sneered, walking past us. She was the first person Carlo and I encountered upon returning home after a long day at the park, and I was sick and tired of the games she had been playing. It was high time we talked about it and smoothed things out. I wouldn’t want Papà asking me the same question he asked this morning again. “Sofia.” I called, my brows furrowing, and she turned to look at me. “We need to talk.” “Talk about what exactly?” She raised a brow. “Please.” I added. “In my room, now.” “I’m not interested in anything you want to say, but okay.” She rolled her eyes as she began to walk in the direction of my room. “Mommy. Is Aunt Sofia upset?” Carlo asked, and I shook my head slightly, a small smile touching my lips. “She is