Splintered Memories

SERAFINA

This time, Matteo answered.

“She climbed higher than she should have,” he said, his tone quieter now, steadier. “Lost her footing.”

Dante’s eyes widened.

“And then?”

“Dario caught her,” Matteo said simply, nodding toward him. “Before she fell.”

Dante turned to Dario, as if he had just confirmed something important.

“I knew it.”

Dario didn’t say anything right away. Just gave a small shrug