C112 You’re wrong about me

Amara stared at him for a long moment, her eyes narrowing as she tried to read the truth behind his words. But as always with Alessandro, the line between sincerity and manipulation was too thin to see clearly.

“Fine,” she said eventually, her voice quiet but resigned. “But don’t think for a second I’ve let my guard down.”

Amara’s words hung in the air, sharp and cold