Chapter 68
Maya sat cross-legged on her bed, her silk robe loosely tied as she leaned against the headboard. Her sister, Lucia, was perched on the windowsill, knees pulled to her chest, as the faint evening breeze drifted into the room.
“I still can’t believe the way Federico handled that,” Lucia said, shaking her head in awe. “One minute, everyone was restless, and the next, complete silence. The man didn’t even flinch when he gave the order.”
Maya’s lips curved into a faint smile. “That’s what makes him different. The way he carries himself… so decisive. It’s… impressive.” Her voice softened, and she absentmindedly twisted a strand of her hair around her finger. “That’s why I had a crush on him.”
Lucia’s head snapped in her direction. “A crush? On Federico?” She gave her sister a loo
