Walking through the imposing corridors of the mansion with Ginevra, I found myself drawn to a room adorned with portraits of the previous generations of the Cordopatri family. Each painting depicted a couple, a visual timeline of the family's history. My attention was immediately captured by the most recent portrait: a dark-haired man with penetrating eyes and a blonde woman with honey-colored irises. I could only assume they were Giovanni's parents.
Ginevra observed my reaction with a knowing smile before speaking, her voice carrying a sense of pride. "These are Vicenzo and Sara, Giovanni and Massimo's parents. They were the last ones to be portrayed. The next ones will be you and Giovanni."
I turned to Ginevra, my surprise evident. "I don't know what to say," I admitted, still processi
