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12. Alessio

Hiro led me through some corridors, turning left, and Hiroshi's wife watched the scene with anger, which annoyed me. I didn't bother letting her know that, to me, she was like an annoying insect, and she had a lot to lose. Maybe too much, which made her the most composed woman in the world.

"What happened to her?" she asked.

"She got overwhelmed," her father replied. "Maybe she hasn't been eating well; she tends to skip breakfast at university, and we brought her straight here..."

This made the woman look at him with a red face, as if she were engulfed in flames.

"She's going to university?"

"Not now, Nyoko, it's not the time," he snapped, and Hiro opened a door.

"She'll be comfortable here; I'll call the family doctor. He should be downstairs with the other guests," he announced and then left so that his father and I could enter.

I laid Amaya on an impressive bed with carved wooden posts. The bed and pillows were covered in imported Egyptian cotton, which pleased me, and I positioned
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