Chapter 57

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Stefano I thought I knew everything about them both. They are my brothers. The only family I've had since both of our parents died. I made sure to notice even the most insignificant things about them and took mental notes of them. I figured I'm the closest to being a father and mother for them. You'd probably wonder and ask about Ann. Well, she's just our favourite aunt. She's just…there. Not that I'm complaining but she never had a child of her own, so maybe that's why she saw us as her children but something still felt missing and that was why I took it after myself to look after my brothers. So, how come I never noticed what Vittorio had said? Not even once could I ever think he'd believe such a thing. That he killed mom? How gullible is he? The door of the room opened. Enzo walke

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