Chapter 117
Lorenzo POV
“Alice?” My chest felt tight as the word left my mouth. What’s happening? Why is she… here?
“Are you…?” The words cut off as I stared at her in shock. She moved closer, slow, deliberate.
Something ran through my chest. Was it fear? Relief? I couldn’t tell. She wasn’t supposed to be alive. Weren’t we all told she was dead? Why is she standing here now?
“Lorenzo,” she called, her voice soft, making me look directly at her. “I’m sorry I vanished all this while… it’s been a long story.” She finally stopped in front of me.
“Are you for real? You didn’t die?” My voice came out low, barely above a whisper, as I tried to process her presence.
“I didn’t,” she said. “I was in the US all this time. I changed my identity, my name. Most of the time, I went out with a mask
