Maya's POV
David showed up at my apartment forty minutes after Luca left.
He had his lawyer's face on, which meant whatever he was about to say, he'd already decided how to say it before he knocked.
I let him in. Aria was in her room with her crayons. I made tea neither of us would drink and sat across from him at the kitchen table.
"Someone came to my office this morning," he said.
"Isabella Santoro?"
He looked up. "You know?"
"I know she landed last night. Luca told me." I wrapped my hands around the mug. "What did she want?"
"She came as a representative of the Santoro family legal team. Very formal, very polished." David opened his bag and slid a document across the table. "They're amending the custody petition. They're no longer asking for visitation rights."
I looked at the
