"I love Paganini’s technique. There are those who say that playing a piece of Paganini is like being crowned as a virtuoso, although some do not bother to take the pejorative side of the term.” "What would it be?” "As if there were no feelings.” Before anyone else could make a question, Nicolette enters the room knocking down his cell phone and drawing everyone’s attention to she. "Oh..." she murmurs, taking the phone and facing everyone in a shameful way. "Sorry to disturb. Lady Jones, call for you.” "You said I’m in class?” "Yeah, but she’s your best friend, and she said it was urgent.” She gets up and picks up the phone from her secretary’s hand, leaving the room then. "Felippa?” "Evie... hi. I’m sorry I called the school, but you weren’t answering your cell.” "Because I was in class.” "I know... friend, my father is dying. The cancer has advanced and the doctor thinks he does not pass this week.” "Oh... I’m so sorry.” "He’s been asking to see you for a fe

Allegra was exceptional. In all areas. In swimming, in music, in writing, in school debates... everything. She is the kind of child who strives to be brilliant and accepts no less than that. A grade nine will never be good enough, because ten is perfect. And that wasn’t because of pressure from your mother, or because your grandfather was an amazing lawyer. While Evangeline thought she should drop the books a little and play more, the girl thought the opposite. The day she needed some cardboard boxes to make a model, Evie said that in the attic there were some and she could go there to choose. The girl was almost finished, when she found a small shoe box, full of memories. She abandoned all the others and sat down, looking at all those things. It had an old cell phone, an opera bracelet, a box with earrings and diamond string and many photos. Evangeline alone. Evangeline with Felippa. And Evangeline with a man whose blue eyes shone as bright as Allegra’s when she was seeing someth

Allegra was sitting on the couch, waiting for her mother to recover from what had happened at the Castello mansion. When Evangeline feels comfortable, she leaves the kitchen and goes to her daughter. Before sitting down, she asks only one question: "How did you know?” “It started when I learned about genetics in school. There’s no way your green eyes, with Dad’s brown eyes, make my blues.” Evie smiles from the side. Although she is terrified that Allegra discovered it and went after the truth alone, she rejoiced at the cunning of the girl. "So I found a box with some souvenirs and saw his picture. Alec. The blue eyes... I remembered that you had become very emotional to see that same man in a news on TV.” Evangeline recalls that feeling. Upon hearing Alec’s name, related to an exchange of gunfire at a prostitution club, she was terrified. It was the first time she heard his name, after all these years, and she still had a chance that he was hurt. That same day, all the doubt

And when Alec bumped into her body and made them both fall, that’s exactly what happened. Half the party stopped happening and kept staring at the two ex-lovers on the floor. "Jesus, Alec!" Evie grumbles, feeling a twinge in the back of her head. “Don’t you look where you’re going?” "Not when it comes to you.” They were so close that only the wind would be able to pass through that miserable space. Alec gasped, controlled the absurd urge he felt to attack Evangeline’s lips and stood up, reaching out to her. Evie struck Alec’s outstretched hand and stood up alone, running her hand through the dress then. "What triumphal entrance. " Audrey mocks, approaching Evangeline. "Are you okay?” "Aside from the excruciating pain in the back of my head and all these strange people staring at me, I’m fine.” "Sweet as a lemon." the blonde laughs, hugging Evangeline. "I’m very happy for you to be here.” "You and Allegra know how to be too persuasive." Evie narrows her gaze to Alec, wh

Sophie opened her mouth at no time, as she had Dominique as her spokesperson. "What did you think? That Alec would be alone for the rest of his life?" Even if Evangeline didn’t say anything, Dominique distilled his poison. "Quite the contrary! After searches and more searches, he finally found Sophie. The perfect woman for him!” The last thing Evangeline wanted and needed was a fight with Dominique. She just looked at Alec and sighed. "I’m leaving.” "No, Evangeline... wait.” Evangeline lifted the hem of the dress and literally ran away from those three. Alec took a deep breath and decided to solve those problems, before going after his great love. "What the fuck are you doing here?” "It’s my grandson’s birthday. I’d never miss it.” "I’m not talking to you, Dominique." Alec’s hard, cold stare was landing on Sophie, who tried uselessly to hide behind Dominique. "I don’t care what you do or don’t do with your life.” "Wow, son... what...” "Answer me, Sophie. What the