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After we go through the rest of the meeting, I watch as members of my family disperse to go about their various duties. As I weave my way through the crowd, I finally find them, Emelio and Franky, who had been watching and listening in on the meeting from the moment they arrived.
As soon as I see them, my heart softens, and I make my way towards them, finding Emelio smiling back at me with a surprised yet impressed smile.
“So, Donna Emeliana.” He begins, the faint curve of a smile on his lips being the same one he used to wear when he was younger and trying to test boundaries without fully crossing them. The title sounds strange coming from my own brother. It had become familiar to me, but hearing him say it, feels completely odd.
I let out a quiet laugh before I ca
