Christian
All Christian could see when he entered the master bedroom were tears.
Francesca was in tears, the twins were in tears and even Gio who had always been as strong as a rock was in tears. “I assume you told them?” Christian spoke after he cleared his throat.
“Christian, you’re here,” Franco spoke and made his way towards him while Christian kept himself at a clear distance. “Ramiro has just left, it was nothing big—and he’ll be fine.” His grandfather tried to reassure him, but Christian knew better.
Lucio’s declining health was enough for the entire family to make their way to the Lamberti estate, and even more family members were waiting outside of the bedroom, hoping for the best—but the tears on their faces were enough evidence that Lucio had finally decided to tell everyone the truth.
