Chapter Forty-Three

No perspective.

"Because we have met before when you were eight Maria, thirteen years ago." Words registered in her mind slowly as she kept looking at him dumbfounded.

He looked at their held hands, struggling to think the next words to say.

"What do you mean thirteen years ago? I have never- I would have remembered you- its-" Maris said as she frantically ran her hand through her hair.

"You were too young to recollect, we all were."

"All? Who all were there?" She asked hurriedly.

Alesso glimpsed at her worried, she had already been in an accident and had found out about his true life, he didn't want her to be more stressed than she already was.

"Tell me!" Maria said it like it was her last straw.

"We all were. Me, you, your family, my family and Angelo." He confessed to her making Maria's lips part in shock.

"All were there? How? Tell me everything," She asked showing a bit of curiosity as she folded her legs and sat up straight.

"Are you sur-"

"Yes Alesso, no holding back. Please