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Towards obsession

Vicenzo POV

Towards obsession

It was a fresh morning, I was already dressed on my bath robe as I made my way to the balcony enjoying the atmosphere as fresh air hit me.

I decided to go check up on momma, at the bottom of the stairs, I found her, my mother, Alessia, seated elegantly in her silk robe, a porcelain cup in hand.

She sipped her tea with the same poise she carried into every room, her eyes calm, distant, as though she belonged to another world entirely.

“Ma,” I greeted ...

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