Ginevra
“Champagne?”
Elisabetta takes her glass offered by the flight attendant with a big smile while I decline it with a smile. And it seems to be the right decision as Tommaso is already glaring at me from the seat positioned opposite to ours.
I concentrate back on my magazine and hear the flight attendant move forward gifting every passenger with a glass of bubbly gold. Even Tommaso is pinching the stern awkwardly while talking to my brother and I take a deep breath, lowering my eyes.
As expected, everyone is on this flight.
Well, everyone except Ruggerio.
As Tommaso came to Rome to find us with Ruggerio’s brother, the family clearly had nothing against us taking the Paridio family’s jet to fly back together. Although, I don’t think it’s theirs, they just chartered it.
They aren
