Chapter 52 Civility

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• My face begins to heat up as I realise that every person in the room now has their eyes on me. I have no idea where to look, as my nerves worsen by the second. And so I lower my eyes toward the floor, wishing I could somehow make myself disappear from the conversation. But I can already hear them murmuring amongst themselves as their attention bounces back between Ezio and Dante and I.
• “Her?” Don Alessandro is the first to speak, his brows drawing together. “What does she have to do with any of this?”