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The next day, my parents requested that Luciano and I join them for a discussion. I was informed over a call.

"Hope nothing is wrong?" I asked, as the summons left me curious and a bit apprehensive.

"Of course, there isn't. We only want to discuss an important issue with you both." my parents assured me that it was nothing alarming. With a sense of curiosity tinged with mild concern, I informed Luciano about it and he agreed to accompany me since both our presence was required.

Getting there, we all settled into the living room. My parents exchanged glances before my father spoke up after a brief moment of silence.

"Willow, Luciano, thank you for coming. We wanted to talk about something that's been on our minds."

Luciano and I exchanged a glance with the same curious expression in our eyes.

"Of course, Dad. What's on your mind?" I inquired, my gaze shifting between my parents.

My mother spoke with a mild tone.

"Before I dive into what we're here to talk about, I'll say this first. I