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Then I sit down to eat some lunch while my mom chats about Elle and their day.
"Oh, and that good-looking doctor stopped by again. Trevor."
I sigh and roll my eyes.
"Why don't you give him a chance?" my mom smiles.
"Not now. Not - with everything."
Her tight smile is sad, and she looks tired as well.
After lunch I head back to the OR for one last surgery that is scheduled for today, then after that, I am going to start making some very important phone calls. Phone calls that could save Elle's life but could also bring incredible drama into our lives.
STEFANO
Istep out of my car, pulling my jacket straight, and walking towards one of my warehouses when my phone rings loudly.
Pulling it out of my pocket I glance at the screen. My head of security.
"Yes, James?"
"Sir, I don't know if this is of any relevance to you, but do you remember six years ago you had a massive team put together who was looking into that girl - Amelia Ricardi?"
My heart clenches like a fist in my chest at the mention of her name. I stop walking and James now has my full attention.
"What about it?" I say cautiously.
I stopped the search, and haven't spoken about her to anyone since then, but I've thought about her every single day of my life since then. And when I lie in bed at night, she is the last thing on my mind before I fall asleep and the first thing when I wake up the next day. I have been patiently waiting for the day when I can have my revenge on her and her family for what she did to me.
She tore my heart out and left me broken and numb.
In the years since losing her, I have become even more ruthless, even colder. I am not ashamed to admit this of myself. I am who I am because of what people did to me. I learned to be hard. To be strong. To be ruthless.
Amelia was just another one of those lessons.
"It looks like she's back," James says and it feels like the entire weight of the world comes crashing down onto me. I force myself to take a breath.
"Back from where?" I demand. "How do you know?"
"It's not solid information yet, but I've heard a thing or two. I wasn't sure if you wanted me to look into it, but I figured I'd better at least tell you."
"I want to know everything. Get the team back on it and find out where she is and what is going on. If she really is back, I want to know everything, including who the hell she married and where she's been all this time."
"Alright. I'll see what I can find out and get in touch with you as soon as possible."
After he ends the call, I dial Matteo.
I pace up and down in the parking lot outside my warehouse. Energy pulses in my veins, pushing me, pulling me, twisting me in all directions.
"Matteo. Come to the warehouse. I need to talk to you."
I hang up before he can give me the usual shit he tries to dish out over the phone.
Then I head into the warehouse to deal with whatever needs to be dealt with today, but my mind is like a fire that has just been set in a dry forest. The flames are starting to lick away at everything. Memories of her are pushing against my thoughts. Everything is ablaze and alive.
She's back.
When and why now? What is she back for? I'm dying to know.
