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Chapter 10

Author: Dried Shrimp
Letizia's POV

Letizia was jolted awake by the sound of urgent knocks on the door at 2:00 am. Half-asleep, she opened the door to find Marcello standing on her doorstep.

He was soaking wet. The rain was pouring outside, and water dripped from his disheveled hair. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face as pale as a ghost.

"Cello? Why are you—"

Marcello grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. "Letizia, did you cause Stella's accident on purpose that day?"

Letizia could barel
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