~ Luciana's POV ~

"He's at the house?" As soon as I heard those words I passed Alana to Daliah who just held my confused daughter in her arms who was probably wondering why she was being passed around so much.

"Yes I just said that, didn't I? Hurry up Alessio." Tomasso gave me a frustrated look before tugging on Alessio's arm before he made his way over to the door of Daliah's hotel room.

"I'm coming with you." Both of them ignored my words at first but when I managed to grab Alessio's hand when he stepped towards the door, they finally acknowledged me. Of course you all know what he said.

"Absolutely not. It's not even up for discussion Luciana." I narrowed my eyes at Alessio, my grip on his hand tightening even more when he said this.

"It's not up to you. My family are there and you're about to go and kill my father and you're trying to tell me I can't go? You've got me all wrong if you think I'm taking orders from you right now."

Honestly I was surprised myself when those words came flying out of my mouth, so imagine what everyone else's faces looked like.
Before Alessio could say anything else I let go of his hand and made my way over to Tomasso, sending an apologetic glance towards Daliah. "Daliah please look after her, I'll be back as soon as I can."

She nodded her head watching as the three of us left the hotel room, Tomasso way ahead of Alessio and I, clearly eager as hell to get back to the house.

"Alessio don't be angry-" My words were cut off when he grabbed my hand, pulling me to a sudden stop in the hallway.

"I'm not angry, I just don't want you to get hurt." I gave him a small smile before I leaned up to press a kiss to his lips. "I'll be fine, I've got you, don't I?"

"Of course and I'd never let anything happen to you, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to take the risk." Just as I was about to speak we both turned to look down the hallway when Tomasso called out for us again, the anger in his tone only increasing the longer he had to wait for us.

"We can't worry about that now. I'll be okay Alessio, let's just go."
He let out a sigh kissing my forehead before he grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway.

The car ride was absolutely silent apart from the calls Alessio and Tomasso were making, but I didn't bother to listen to what they were saying. My mind was already in overdrive thinking about what was about to happen.

I was finally going to see my father after all these years and Alessio was going to kill him.

When we finally pulled up Tomasso was the first out of the car but he still waited for Alessio and I before he went inside. Probably just so we could all make a dramatic entrance - it wouldn't be as exciting if we all came in separately.

"Don't say anything stupid Luciana. Please just stay calm, I know it won't be easy but I don't want you to get hurt. You don't know him like I do." I nodded my head at Alessio, holding tightly onto his hand as the three of us made our way inside. "I may not remember much of him but I know what he's capable of."

Finally we made it to the living room and as soon as we neared the door we could hear the sounds of shouting coming from inside. I instantly recognised Alessio's father, Ricardo's voice but the other one wasn't familiar and yet it still brought shivers down my spine.

Tomasso opened the door and suddenly the room fell silent as we stepped inside, while I was still holding tightly onto Alessio's hand. My eyes scanned around the room and first I saw Alessio's parents who were already here.

There were a few men I didn't recognise in the room, I'm assuming from where they were positioned and the fact I didn't know who they were that they were Giuseppe's men. Of course he was never going to come here without his men. I wouldn't even be surprised if he had even more somewhere else, that's just something he would do.

My eyes moved across the room to where Carlos Donato - my brother for all of you who don't remember, was standing. I haven't seen him for longer than I can remember, I know he came to see me when I was in hospital in a coma but that was the last time he was anywhere near me and I wasn't even conscious for that little reunion. Oh and let's not forget the time he spoke to Alessio on the phone and pretty much said I can't handle this life and that I was a liability. Carlos left the house we shared with my mother when he was old enough and while I thought he was just out working, Alessio told me he actually came to work in this mafia. Then he left with my father to go and work with the Russians when they betrayed the Italians.

Then there was Nadia Sokolov. The sister no one knew about. From what Alessio told me she married the leader of the Russian mafia hence the surname. But then my father killed her husband to take over his mafia. I have no clue how she's here right now with him, I could never ever forgive that. She's probably just as power hungry as our father.

It's all confusing but as you can tell this is one screwed up family.

Finally my eyes shifted towards my father. Giuseppe Donato. The man who single handedly ruined my life without actually being in more than half of it. I can't even remember the last time I saw him or spoke to him I was that young. The image I had in my mind of him no where near matched up to the man standing infront of me today.

I remembered him as this powerful, tall and well built man who always had a permanent glare etched onto his face. A person you would never want to cross or even encounter if you had the choice.

This man looked so much older and also didn't seem as tall as I remembered. He didn't have that same aura of power, he wasn't as scary as I remembered. He just seemed normal, no one I would instantly cower away from like I did when I was younger. But when I looked at him closely I didn't miss that same wicked glint in his eye, one of the only things that was identical to what I remembered.

It seemed liked we'd just walked into an argument between Alessio's dad and Giuseppe judging by what Giuseppe said next.

"As I was saying Ricardo, before I was interrupted, it wasn't personal. This family couldn't handle the pressure of being ruthless. You let emotion cloud your judgement. I had to go somewhere where this wasn't the case."

"We weren't ruthless enough for you? Don't worry, by the end of the day you'll be on the receiving end. Then you can tell me if you still think that." I could tell it was taking everything for Ricardo to keep his cool around Giuseppe. They were best friends for years and suddenly he gets betrayed out of nowhere. As someone who experienced many forms of betrayal, I can personally tell you that it hurts like a bitch.

"We'll see." Giuseppe nodded, clearly amused more than anything at Ricardo's threat before he turned his attention to us. I watched as Giuseppe's eyes first focussed on Alessio taking him in before he noticed our intertwined hands and then his eyes moved across and settled on me. The second we made eye contact I felt a shiver of disgust go down my spine as I stepped closer to Alessio.

Thankfully he turned his attention back to Alessio after this, only because my fiancé spoke before anyone else could, his gaze settling on my brother and sister.

"I see you brought you brought some more people for me to kill. I wish I could lie and say I was disappointed."

Alessio's words only caused Giuseppe to laugh. "Alessio, I see you're still as naive as ever. The first thing to come out of your mouth reminds me exactly why I left when you took over."

"Oh is that the story you're going with? It doesn't matter what you say Giuseppe, everyone knows you're a traitor. No one is going to believe that, especially since, I'm at the top." Alessio gave my father a smirk, that same smirk that just screamed confidence. The same smirk that could get me into bed whenever he wanted, but that has nothing to do with this situation so let's just move on.

"You're at the top, huh?" Giuseppe gave Alessio an amused smile, seemingly unbothered by his comments. The way Giuseppe was reacting in amusement to everything that was said to him just didn't sit well with me. Everyone knew he would have planned to be confident enough to walk straight into the lions den, but this behaviour suggested it was a bit more than that.

We very quickly found out exactly what that was.

When Alessio didn't respond to Giuseppe's question, my father instead focussed his attention on me. I guess it was inevitable since I'm his daughter, but I really didn't think it would take this long for him to finally acknowledge me after all these years.

"Ah Luciana, I heard you were with Alessio now." His eyes focused on our hands once again for emphasis as he spoke. "When are you going to learn that you're just not cut out for this life?"

"How would you know what I'm cut out for? You haven't been a part of my life, at all." He nodded his head in agreement, the same freaking irritating smile on his face as he did.

"And why would I be?" I narrowed my eyes at him in confusion as I let go of Alessio's hand, taking a short step closer to him. Not that it made much difference since he was on the otherside of the room.

"You're my father, shouldn't you want to be in your daughters life?"

"I should, and I was a part of my daughter's life." This time it wasn't only me staring at him completely confused, and of course he knew that. He stared straight back at us without saying a word until Alessio finally broke the awkward silence, then he cut him off, probably just to piss Alessio off.

"What the hell-"

"If you'd let me speak Alessio, that would be great, thank you." He gave Alessio a taunting smile before he turned his attention back to me. "Luciana I might as well tell you now since I'm going to kill you anyway. You're not my daughter."

In that moment you couldn't hear a thing, there was just pure silence. My eyes widened at his words while he just stared back at me as if he'd just told me something simple like what time it was.

"I'm not?" He just shook his head in response to my question while I still just stared at him completely dumbfounded and apparently I wasn't the only one who was shocked by this revelation.

"What are you talking about dad? Luciana is my sister-" Giuseppe quickly cut Carlos off, holding up a finger to correct him. "Half sister."

Carlos looked away from my father back over to me for a moment while no one else dared to say a word.

"It's quite a story actually. Your mother - all three of you have the same mother by the way - she had an affair before you were born. When I found out I killed your father but for some reason she wanted to keep you so that's why you're still alive."

As I listened to him tell me the real story about how I was conceived, I felt that exact same feeling I had when Alessio told me all the real truths about my life - or what I though was my life at the time. I felt sick and lost. I once again had no clue about who I was and what my life was anymore. I also felt absolutely heartbroken the second I processed the fact he just told me he killed my real father. Now I'm going to be left wondering for the rest of my life whether he would have been a good father - whether he loved me; just like I spent the first part of my life thinking the same about Giuseppe.

But one thing I didn't feel last time was relief.

Pure sweet relief.

He wasn't my father. I wasn't the daughter of a psychopath. I wasn't related to him at all.

"Why didn't you just tell us dad? It's not like we even freaking talk to her, I've never even met her before today." Ladies and gentlemen I'd like you to meet my lovely, sweet half-sister Nadia.

I shook my head at her words not even paying the slightest bit of attention to her question or the answer she got when I started to feel a sick feeling in my stomach. All I wanted to do was leave that room, to get away from that man and his family, but I couldn't. So I turned to the only person who could comfort me in that moment.

"It's okay amore mio." Alessio wrapped one arm around me as I rested my forehead against his chest, willing my head to stop feeling like it was spinning. Although he was doing his best to comfort me in this situation, his body still remained tense and his eyes never left Giuseppe as if he was watching him waiting for him to make his next move.

The silence we were enveloped in soon came to an end when a very familiar sound echoed somewhere else in the house.

It was heartbreakingly familiar.

Even with Alessio watching him like a hawk, he still managed to make his next move the most painful one.

Instantly I pulled away from Alessio who was just as alarmed as I was when he heard it, but the sound was drowned out by Giuseppe's cold, psychotic laughter. "Oh yes, this is the part I've been waiting for."

The sound became clearer and clearer as my heart pounded in my chest and finally moments later the door opened revealing the baby screaming in someone's arms.

I watched as a stranger carried Alana into the room while another man dragged Daliah inside who also had tears running down her cheeks. When her eyes locked with mine she sent me an apologetic look but before she could say a word Giuseppe spoke again.

"There she is. The guest of honour."

Alessio was absolutely rigid next to me as Tomasso stepped forward now on the other side of me, I didn't even have to look at him to know he was feeling the exact same emotions as us.

Anger, pain, worry, panic - the list could go on forever.

"Giuseppe let her go. This has nothing to do with my daughter. She's just a baby." I could hear the pain and the worry in Alessio's voice as he spoke to Giuseppe - almost pleading with him to let her go. The whole time this was going on I couldn't take my eyes off my baby who was crying her eyes out in the strangers arms.

She hated being around strangers when she was upset. Sometimes she was okay with them but most times she hated it. When she cried like this the only thing that ever really calmed her down was her little purple stuffed bunny, but that was still at home in her crib.

"Oh Alessio this has everything to do with her. She's your heir. Not that I understand why anyone would let a girl take over the mafia, but you never know with Italians. They're all about progression. So she needs to die. First I'll kill her, then I'll move onto your family, then your fiancée and then you." Giuseppe's eyes lit up as he spoke to Alessio in a sadistically excited tone. He was enjoying every second of this.

"You're a freaking psycho. Let my daughter go." The second I stepped towards Giuseppe letting the anger get the better of me, the men positioned behind him pulled out their guns some aiming in our direction and some towards Alana. Tomasso quickly, almost instinctively, reached out and pulled me back, keeping a tight hold on me when he saw this.

"Ah ah, Luciana, let's be careful now. One wrong move and I'll have her killed right here." I could barely see through the tears in my eyes but I could definitely hear the amusement in his tone. Letting the tears fall down my cheeks I stayed still as Tomasso finally let go of me but didn't make any moves to put some distance between us, probably in case I tried to take off towards Alana again.

My eyes focused on my baby, all I wanted was for her to turn her head to look at me and maybe when she saw the three people that love her the most in this world she would calm down a little. Every second that went by was excruciating as I watched her cry.

"Giuseppe this is ridiculous, look at how much she's crying, just give her to me. Let me calm her down." We all looked over to see Alessio's dad who seemed just as worried as the rest of us, taking a tentative step towards the man holding Alana. Giuseppe eyed his former bestfriend/partner for a moment with narrowed eyes before he eventually nodded. "Okay, but not you. Your wife."

He gestured towards Donna, Alessio's mother, prompting her to step forward with a small frown on her face - probably since she didn't expect to be involved like that but it didn't matter to me as long as Alana was safe. I watched carefully as the man handed Alana over to her grandma and soon a small sense of relief washed over me as her cries started to subside since she was now with someone she was familiar with.

"How did you find her? I swear you're going to regret the day you were born when I get my hands on you." This time when Alessio made a move towards Giuseppe, Tomasso was there again, this time to hold Alessio back. Even though I would have loved to see Alessio pummel him, I knew it was the more sensible thing to do. The last thing we needed was for him to do something stupid and someone to end up dead - someone that we care about.

"Did you really think we wouldn't have all of you followed? Come on Alessio, at least give me the respect I deserve in that department. I'm clever when it comes to stalking my next victims." Honestly that constant smirk that had been on his face since the moment Alessio, Tomasso and I walked in was just making me sick to my stomach.

He wasn't a normal person. Sure Alessio and Tomasso were part of the mafia and sure they did the bad things that came with that but they still had remorse and emotions. Giuseppe was on another level. He needed help. Actually no, he needed to be put down.

"Anyway, I haven't finished my story yet. I can't focus with all these interruptions so please, I ask for silence until the end." With that Giuseppe clapped his hands together, a bright smile on his face as he began to pace around a little.

I glanced over at the two beside me to see that Tomasso still had his hand on Alessio's shoulder just in case he tried to go after Giuseppe again, but both of them were watching Giuseppe obviously disturbed with his behaviour.

"This is my favourite part. So after I killed Luciana's father - may God rest his soul, Luciana's mother and I decided we would make this the worlds best kept secret, until today that is. Once I'd finally had enough of your mother and her bastard child, which is you Luciana if you didn't connect the dots, I sent them to New York, which is why you lived alone with her." He glanced over at me and then Carlos when he directed the last part at both of us.

"Fast forwarding a few years, I knew that when I decided to leave, of course I needed help on the inside for when I made my return." As soon as he said this my mind instantly replayed that moment when Tomasso pulled the trigger, shooting Thea in the head a couple of days ago for betraying us. I think all of us were still struggling to process the fact she was the one who turned against us.

"Thea's dead. You don't have anyone on the inside anymore." My gaze drifted over to Tomasso when his voice came out in a hard tone - this was the first time he was even acknowledging what happened.

"Ah yes I heard about that, she really wasn't very bright was she? Getting caught like that. But she was the perfect scapegoat." Giuseppe nodded to himself as if he was proud of what he was saying while the rest of us were even more confused.

"Scapegoat?" He nodded eagerly in response to my question. "Thea didn't really do anything for me, she just thought she was which meant you all would think it was her too." I watched as he stepped closer to Alana and Alessio's mom as he spoke, causing my heart to feel like it stopped in my chest.

"Allow me to introduce you to my real accomplice."

Once again the room fell silent as realisation dawned on everyone.

Thea wasn't the only one helping Giuseppe.

Giuseppe has thought this through a lot better than we could have imagined.

Alessio's mom was the one helping him.

My daughter was in her arms.

"No way. That's not true." Apart from the anger in Alessio's voice, you could also hear the pain. Thinking about everything the Russians had done to us and to know she was also behind it must have hurt him so bad.

"Oh Alessio it is true." The sad part was Donna didn't even look remorseful in the slightest as she gave Giuseppe a small smile before giving her attention back to Alana, bouncing her in her arms slightly to keep her calm.

And suddenly that sick feeling was back again.

"You would really kill your own family?" Donna lifted her gaze from my daughter to look over at me, a soft smile on her face.

She was just as freaking crazy.

"It's not personal Luciana. But if it makes you feel better, if I could, I would spare Alana, I really would. But sadly it just isn't an option."

I shook my head at her, the tears once again forming in my eyes as I watched my baby girl innocently play with her grandmothers hair just like she did with mine. I just don't understand how this all could happen and how they could be so evil.

"You tried to have me killed. You're my mom and you tried to kill me?" When I heard the sound of Alessio's voice I reached out to take his hand in mine, not that it would have offered him much comfort in that moment.

"Like I said Alessio, it's not personal. It's business." Alessio shook his head at her in disgust. "You're sick. The pair of you are freaking twisted."

"Maybe, and yet we hold all the cards. Looks like this is only going to end one way Alessio." Giuseppe took a few steps towards us, still making sure to keep a good distance away though incase we tried anything.

"You're going to watch her die and then maybe if you behave I'll let you choose who goes next." Giuseppe gave Alessio one last smile before he took out a knife from his pocket and made his way over to Donna and Alana.

The second I saw the knife glint in the light a loud sob left my mouth, forgetting about anything else I took off towards them, only to get about 6 feet forward before I was tackled to the floor by one of Giuseppe's men. My sobs only increased when Alessio took out his gun and aimed it at Giuseppe, his eyes going between me and Alana, while Tomasso aimed his gun at the man holding me.

They didn't even plan that, they're just that in sync.

"You've got nothing left Giuseppe, let them go and I'll make this easier on you." Of course Giuseppe just laughed at this, I mean what other reaction would a psychopath have?

"I've got nothing left? I told you I hold all the cards. I have the Russian mafia, in a few minutes I'll have your mafia and I have your mother." No one, and I mean no one, missed the sadistic smirk that crept onto Giuseppe's lips and the suggestive tone he used when referring to Alessio's mother.

They were more than just accomplices in this whole thing. They were having an affair.

Thankfully Alessio chose to ignore that piece of information, deciding to focus on what was going on at that moment although I knew he definitely picked up on it when his jaw clenched.

"You didn't really think you were the only one with something up your sleeve did you?" When Alessio gave his own smirk this time, you could just see that confident facade that Giuseppe had going on start to crumble slowly.

"What are you talking about Alessio?"

"Did you really think they'd be happy to serve you after you killed their leader? The leader they were loyal to? Loyalty can only be earned Giuseppe. Who'd have thought they'd be more loyal to me than to you? You have no one to go back to and these men here - they're your only army." Alessio used his gun as he gestured to the few men Giuseppe had brought into the house with him. "Let my family go, your fight is and always has been with me, not them."

Giuseppe turned around and gave me a glare as he stared at me for a moment probably thinking about what his next move would be and then he turned his attention back to Alessio. "You're right it is, what better way to hurt you than to let you watch me kill your family?"

With that he turned back towards Alana who was now crying again. I watched as he lifted the knife up towards her face ignoring the screams and cries that were coming from me and Daliah who I'd completely forgotten about.

The second the blade was just about to cut her cheek, the sound of a gunshot rang out in the room causing me to flinch. I watched as Giuseppe lowered his hand, looking around the room for a second until he realised what had just happened when Donna let out a sharp intake of breath and Alessio lowered his gun, a cold, hard glare on his face.

Slowly she staggered backwards, away from Giuseppe, her grip on Alana loosening as she did. I let out what seemed to be a mix of a scream and a sob when she let go of my daughter, dropping her on the floor in front of her, before she herself fell on the floor too.

As soon as this happened the whole room burst into chaos. Tomasso shot the man holding on to me and I instantly scrambled away from him to try and get to Alana. Alessio made a move towards Giuseppe but his men intercepted first and he instead had to fight them off with Tomasso's help.

I managed to get to Alana, taking her into my arms as I quickly got to my feet, looking around the room for the best way to get out. Just as my eyes landed on Daliah standing by the door as she was now free of the man who dragged her inside the room, I felt someone come up behind me, wrapping a hand around my arm to stop me from moving.

I turned around to see my half-brother Carlos standing there with a grim expression on his face. I don't even know why he tried to appear sad, he was probably enjoying this just as much as his screwed up father was.

"You're not going anywhere Luciana. I don't want to hurt you or Alana anymore than I have to, so just cooperate." I scoffed at his words as I tried to jerk my arm out of his grasp, which didn't really do anything apart from anger him and hurt my arm.

"Cooperate? Go screw yourself Carlos." If it was possible he gave me an even harsher glare before he shook his head and after tightening his grip on my arm he dragged me over to where Giuseppe was standing next to Alessio's mom. From what I could see he only shot her in her leg, so sadly she had a high chance of surviving.

Giuseppe turned to face us once we were close enough to him and he reached out and took hold of my arm, using his free hand to push Carlos away from me. "Your fiancé is going to learn not to mess with me."

A shiver of disgust went down my spine when I felt his breath on my neck when he whispered in my ear, positioning me so that I was standing in front of him. My grip on Alana tightened when I felt the cool edge of the blade on the skin of my neck. Instead of looking anywhere in the room I kept my eyes locked with Alana's, forcing myself to give her a smile to convince her that everything was fine. I just wish it was.

Moments later out of nowhere I felt myself being pushed aside and just before I lost my balance someone, who I instantly recognised to be Tomasso, steadied me. Turning my head I saw Alessio now standing in front of Giuseppe, except the knife was on the floor and Alessio had his gun pointed at Giuseppe's head.

"It's over Giuseppe. You have no one left. You may have had my mother to support you, but I'll always be the best. I'll always be at the top."

He knew he was defeated in that moment with all of his men either dead or knocked out, I'm not quite sure how that happened but it did. There was no chance of Alessio's mom being of any use to him in her state so it was only Carlos and Nadia who weren't in a compromising position, yet. But they didn't bother to help him.

"You're going to kill me then Alessio? You don't have the balls to do it." I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes at the fact he was still trying to keep his confident facade in tact - it really wasn't working.

"I have other plans for you." Alessio glanced over in my direction but I soon realised he was looking at Tomasso behind me when he nodded as if to tell him to do something. Seconds later Tomasso pulled out his phone and called someone and when they answered the only words he said to them were 'come in'.

The room was silent for a moment, everyone apart from Alessio and Tomasso waiting to find out what this was all about. Moments later the doors to the room we were currently in burst open revealing a number of armed police officers who instantly filed in going straight to all of Giuseppe's men and also my half siblings who were busy trying to hide somewhere in the back.

"You called the cops on me? Really?" Even though he had a gun to his head and the possibility of going to prison for a very long time looming over him, he still found this amusing. He was still smiling when Jake made his way over to them, flashing the same NYPD badge he's shown me twice, all while Alessio still had his gun pointing at Giuseppe's head.

"You want me to take this one?" Alessio tilted his head as he mulled over Jake's question, his eyes focused on the man who I once thought was my father.

Man I dodged a bullet there.

"After everything I've done to you, everything I wanted to do to you, you're just going to give up the chance to kill me?" Giuseppe continued to goad Alessio while Jake just stood there with a cold expression on his face, surprisingly he wasn't trying to stop Alessio from pulling the trigger but what confused me even more were Jake's next words.

"It's up to you Alessio."

So he was basically giving him the choice of whether he wanted to kill Giuseppe or not.

"Aren't you a cop Jake? Shouldn't you be stopping him?" When I voiced my concerns the only person who paid any attention to me was Alana, but all she did was look at me for a moment before she too turned her attention back to her father like everyone else.

I could tell Alessio was thinking about it. He had the perfect opportunity to kill Giuseppe, something I knew he'd been aching to do ever since he betrayed his father - this was before he ever even tried to hurt Alana or the news of his affair with Alessio's mother came out. All he had to do was apply a little more pressure to the trigger his finger was currently resting on and it would all be over.

He could kill the man who single handedly destroyed his family and his parents marriage. Even after this Alessio's family would never be the same so why not just kill him now?

And if this was the Alessio I met two years ago who had me kidnapped from a club to find this very man, the Alessio who masked any emotions he felt with anger, the Alessio who was intent on killing Giuseppe, he would have done it.

But he wasn't that man, not anymore.

Alessio slowly shook his head, his eyes drifting over to where I was standing with our daughter in my arms before going back to Giuseppe as he looked him dead in the eyes.

"I'm not going to kill you. Not in front of my daughter or Luciana, you're not worth it. I once promised Luciana I wouldn't kill you - granted it was while she was lying in bed next to me with no clothes on, but I still promised her. I don't break my promises. Instead I'll let you and your children and my mother go with Jake and spend the rest of your lives behind bars."

As he spoke, he moved his attention away from Giuseppe and instead focused on his mother who was now being helped up by two police officers since her leg was still bleeding from the gunshot wound. He looked her in the eye as he spoke to her. "While I enjoy mine with my family."

After gesturing to Jake to take her and Giuseppe away, finally Alessio turned to look at me while I smiled at him through another fresh wave of tears.

This time tears of relief.

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