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RAVENNA POVThe room was empty.Good thing, too.I moved around with my cloth, cleaning surfaces that didn't even need cleaning, my eyes more on the laptop left open on Antonio's desk than on the actual work I was supposed to be doing. He had stepped out only minutes ago — something about a call he needed to take in private. That left me with a window. A small one, but enough.My hands shook slightly as I approached the desk.What was I even looking for? I didn't know exactly. Anything. Something I could twist into a story, something that would look bad enough when stripped of context and handed over to a man who wanted nothing more than an excuse to believe the worst about people who had everything he didn't.There were messages on the screen — work related, nothing useful, nothing that would make any sense to anyone outside this house. I scrolled for a moment longer before giving up and snapping a picture of an old photo instead, one buried in his files. A woman, unnamed, from years

AMY POVThe morning had started off fine.More than fine, actually. I had slept well for the first time in days — no dreams of hospital wards or hotel rooms or blindfolds, just a deep, uninterrupted rest that left me waking up feeling lighter than I had in a while. I stretched against the sheets and let myself enjoy the quiet for a moment before reaching for my phone on the nightstand, mostly out of habit more than need.The screen lit up with a number I didn't recognize.I stared at it for a second, debating whether to ignore it the way I usually did with unknown numbers. But something about the timing — this early, this deliberate — made me pick it up instead."Hello?""Amy."The voice hit me before the name did. That particular way he said it, drawn out just slightly, like he still had the right to say it with any kind of familiarity. My stomach dropped straight to the floor."Jeremy." I sat up fully now, gripping the phone tighter than necessary. "What do you want?""Is that any w

JEREMY POV The day I waited for had come. It was the next morning. The same day Ravenna and I had planned to meet. The time was this morning, not afternoon or evening as it should have been. Luckily for me, it was her off day. Nature kept smiling on me. “I'm off to see the woman I told you about.” An announcement was made to Silvio at the dining table when he joined me. “Good morning, Silvio. I didn't want to wake you up after the running around yesterday. I would have had no choice but to come into your room if you didn't come here before I was ready to leave the house.” “You're not disturbing me. You should know.” He was such a nice man. A man who loved Enzo so much and could pass for his brother. “Alright. We've fixed a time - two hours from now. And a place.” I showed him the address I chose and he nodded. “What do you think?” “I think it's perfect, Jeremy.” “That's what I thought.” I retrieved my phone and continued to eat. “Is there something you want me to know? Before

JEREMY POV After a long day at the hospital, we got ready. Ready to leave. Ravenna couldn't be reached. So I postponed the call till later when I got home. “Ready?” Silvio asked when he got back to the ward where I waited. “I'm done with the doctor.” That was good to hear. I got off the chair, stared at the man laying on the bed once more and was headed to the door. Something had crossed my mind a couple of times since I arrived the hospital with Silvio and was left alone with the man who was in a coma. What if - just what if I became the reason for his actual death and took over the peoperties? Just what if? I wondered. But I didn't want to think too much about it. Not when there were many things to bother about. And especially when nothing will be in my favour if the man died. Cause of death will be investigated and if anything was suspicious, I couldn't take over the properties. We had reached the reception. The lady who let us in waved at us when she saw us. And now we wer

AMYStrange. Quite strange I hadn't heard from him since the thing happened. Why was that? That was a question only Jeremy could answer. My days have been going normally. Nothing special, at least for now. Antonio did his best to be there for me emotionally - and the truth was, I didn't need him to be there for me emotionally. I was alright - more than alright. “Good morning, ma'am.” I looked up from the bed where I lay. One of the maids had come to either clean my room or pass a message. “Good morning. How are you?” She walked further into the room. “Good morning—” She greeted again. “Sorry, ma'am. I tried knocking several times and didn't hear you let me in — so I walked in to be sure all was well.” She explained to me who nodded. “I came to let you know breakfast is ready, and it's time for me to clean your room.” What did I say? She came to deliver a news. “Oh. Alright.” I got off the bed in moments. “Antonio? Is he awake already?” “Yes, ma'am.” She sat on the bed. “He

JEREMY POVAlas. Who could have thought? I laughed, relaxed my back, and sipped the wine that was served to me by Enzo's maid. “This is good.” I mouthed to no one in particular. Way better than the nonsense I had been taking for a long time. Where the fuck was Silvio? Down the stairs, he came. There was a smile on his face. The kind that said he had won, maybe or not, but it was a satisfying smile and I could read it. “Look at you.” He hurried down the stairs and caught up with one of the chairs. “Thank you for coming.” He let out a sigh - maybe one that told me how relieved he was. “These are the documents. They align with everything you've told me about yourself; date of birth, town of growth, school, and everything I need to know to prove this truth. Thank you for coming, Jeremy.” Did he just thank me for coming? No, he didn't do that. “No, don't mention.” I sat up, dropped the glass, and continued. “I should be the one thanking you, not the other way round.” A soft chuckle e