LORENZO
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The drive back to my house was silent. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional sniff from Lucia’s mother in the back seat.
Lucia sat beside me, between her mother and me, resting her head on my shoulder. She hadn’t said a word since we left their house, not even when I told her they were going home with me.
Her mother, on the other hand, kept glancing between us, her expression still wary. She didn’t trust me and I didn’t blame her for it. However, she knew she didn’t have any other options. Their allies had abandoned them and she was scared the Russians would return to finish what they started. Not under my watch.
By the time we reached my house, the sun was just beginning to set. I stepped out of the car first and held the door open for them.
Lucia’s moth
