Chapter 75

After Genevieve left, I remained on the veranda for a long time, her words swirling in my mind like leaves in a storm. I needed to find out more, to understand what had really happened years ago.

Greta appeared with my coffee, and as she set the table, I decided this was my chance.

"Greta?" I began hesitantly, trying to piece together my limited Cordina vocabulary. "Posso… ask… qualcosa?"

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