Twentieth Chapter
Everytime a child calls me by a certain name, that's how I shall be named.
An applause broke out in the arena as Elio and the others were walking in.
After their grand entrance, Felicia waited for them and made them have a seat next to B., who was sitting in the front row, and whose entrance had also been greeted with a loud ovation.
The air was bubbly. The festive atmosphere was tangible.
Gaia looked around to observe the multicoloured people: there were Sentinels of different ethnicities and speaking different languages at the table of the good deeds. She was holding tightly Alessandro's hand and was feeling a pain in her chest: that would have been one of her last moments with him. Summer was almost over and her parents were going to pick her up the follo
