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threw her arms around her neck and sobbed into her shoulder.
“Sophia,” Isabella cried. “Oh, Dio mio, my little bird. You came back to me. You came back.”
Elena stood paralyzed, arms awkwardly lifted.
“Ma’am,” she whispered. “My name is Elena. You’re confused.”
“No, no.” Isabella pulled back and framed Elena’s face with shaking hands. “The eyes. You have continue reading …
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