Chapter 59 You Didn't Hear This From Us

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• I spend the next few hours in my room, mostly staring at my laptop without actually doing much with it, since every time I try to concentrate on anything else, my mind somehow finds its way back to the meeting, the people sitting around that table, and everything that happened between Dante and Ezio. I keep telling myself that I should probably be getting used to this by now, but I don't think that's possible, not when every new day seems to come with another reminder that the life I've stepped into is far more complicated than I ever imagined. I close the laptop eventually and lean back in my chair, rubbing my hands over my face as I try to clear my head.
• I haven't checked my phone since I came back upstairs, and honestly, I don't want to.