Chapter 211
- Emilia’s POV
- I was folding Francesca’s tiny socks when the front door slammed so hard it rattled the walls. My heart jumped into my throat, but before I could process the noise, a whirlwind of fiery red hair and outrage swept into the room. Rosa.
- “Emilia!” she bellowed, her heels clicking sharply against the floor as she stormed toward me. She dropped her leather bag onto the floor, eyes blazing.