Mattia's POV.
Luciano Morgan has always been observant, even from a young age. I remember perfectly that when he came to pick me up from school, he would carefully observe my teachers, friends, and others. And after school, he'd tell me who to avoid and who to trust, because according to him, he could recognize a traitor just by smelling them and one of his own just by looking at them.
«And that's what's happening with Aitana»
My heart races and my hands sweat when Luciano's wide-eyed gaze meets mine. His eyes are glassy, and his face suddenly turns pale.
«Although she is beautiful, I don't find any resemblance to me, or to anyone in the family for that matter»
"Mommy, what is this man saying? Whose daughter am I? she asks as she furrows her brow.
Valeria's face flushes with differen
