Dante immediately noticed the shift in Emilia’s posture. Her knees seemed to weaken beneath her, and she nearly staggered. He rushed forward and caught her before she could fall.
The call had ended, but her shock remained frozen on her face.
“Emilia? Emilia, what happened?” Dante asked, voice tight with concern.
For a moment, she couldn’t speak. Her lips parted, but no words came out. When her voice finally emerged, it broke on the first syllable.
“Dante… my family… my family just called to threaten me.”
“What?” Dante’s eyes sharpened instantly. “What did they say?”
Emilia swallowed, visibly trembling.
“All these years,” she began, her voice unsteady, “all these years they chased me out of the family and never made it official, but now—now Celia just called. She said they’re going t
