*Sophia’s POV*

Luca and I trudged across the cobblestone paths, loaded down with furniture. My arms burned from lifting the bed frames and wardrobes, but I pushed through, determined to make sure everything got moved inside before the rain. As we loaded the last piece into the house, I wondered where the men who had been working for Lucia and Francesco were. Jacopo and Alessandro had to have done something to them, and I couldn't find it in me to care what that ...