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As he walks into the room, he enters with a group of about 5 men, the same number as Matteo brought with him, all people I saw before I left the house earlier. They stride into the restaurant with power. I sit frozen in the moment, watching as Angelo's eyes scan the restaurant before they inevitably lock onto me. He looks furious, a harsh frown resting on his face as he struggles to keep himself calm, and it seems like seeing Matteo and I together is only making him angrier...
“Angelo…” I breathe out, my voice barely a whisper as I keep my eyes on him. The spark in Matteo's eyes fades, and his face turns white with fear. He turns in Angelo's direction, instantly rising to his feet, making the rest of us do the same. I step away from Matteo just as Alessio and Cat instantl
