Serafina's POV
There was a pause.
“He might be watching,” Alessia whispered.
“We know,” I replied.
Another pause.
Then she said, “Give me thirty minutes.”
When she arrived, she did not walk in with calm steps this time.
She looked pale.
Her hands were trembling slightly when she sat down.
“I need to know something,” Matteo said while standing across from her with his arms crossed.
She swallowed.
“I was not reporting to him,” she blurted out while gripping the edge of the chair.
I felt my shoulders loosen slightly.
“Then why the act?” I asked while stepping closer and kneeling in front of her so she would look at me.
Her eyes filled with tears she had been holding back.
“Because he told me he was watching,” she said while her voice shook. “He showed me footage from this vill
