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Allesio’s POV
The sun was still rising, filtering light through the curtains and windows of the mansion. I was walking to Alaric’s office but stopped dead in my tracks when Emilia turned the corner, a scowl on her face as she stormed towards me. I hadn’t even had my second cup of coffee yet, and there she was, her arms crossed, her face set in that unmistakable look that screamed ‘I know what you’re up to’.
“I need to talk to you,” she said, her voice low but firm.
“Good morning to you, too,” I replied, leaning against the wall with a lazy grin. “What’s on your mind, sunshine?”
“Cut the crap, Allesio,” she snapped. “What’s with you and Rosa?”
The grin faltered. I straightened slightly, crossing my arms to mirror her stance. “What about me and Rosa?”
“You know exactly what I’m ta
