Alessia gently pushed the door to her bedroom open, carefully balancing a tray in her hands.
On the tray sat a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, its bright color standing out against the uncertainty in the air.
She looked around the room, hoping to see Camilla still sitting on the bed, eating but the room was empty, and there were no signs of her daughter anywhere.
A puzzled frown appeared on her face as she slowly entered the room and carefully placed the tray next to the plate of Arancini and cannoli, noticing a partially eaten Arancini.
"Cami?" She called out, her voice resonating through the room, wondering why Camilla had left her breakfast barely touched.
Driven by curiosity, she decided to check the bathroom, but there was no sign of Camilla there either.
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