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After we finished our meal, Alessio and Caterina stayed around a little longer to talk. The evening felt much lighter, warmer, and for the rest of the evening, we didn't really talk about anything that's going on with Angelo.
I can't bring myself to tell them about what Angelo said... About the Antonellos wanting me dead. I didn't want anything to dampen my mood, especially when I've finally gotten out of the funk I was feeling. That's just something I'll have to deal with tomorrow.
Once Alessio and Caterina go home, and the house helpers and cooks finally leave for a smaller house located a little far off the main property, I am left alone once again. I sigh to myself as my thoughts immediately travel to Angelo and the fact that he's been in the study this whole time. I
