Alora's POV
The silence stretched across the room as Vittoria stared at me, wide-eyed, her mouth almost touching the floor. I ran my hands through my hair, frustration washing over me.
"Vittoria," I called out gently, trying to coax her back to life because she seemed like she was out of this world.
She blinked rapidly before exclaiming out of the blue, "I knew it! It all makes sense now. I knew it!"
My lips curled into a frown. Knew what? I wondered, gazing at her as she danced across the room, still shouting out the words.
When she finally calmed down, she turned to face me, a happy glint in her eyes. "How did you do it, girl? I can't believe this! You, my dear, are one sneaky b***h!"
I furrowed my brows. "I don't understand you, Vittoria. What do you mean? How did I do what?"
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