Part 11

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David Rossi's POV

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The door opens. I see Emily behind it. Seeing me, she wipes her tears.

"Oh, Rossi. What brings you here?"

"I came to see how you were going. Are you getting over that? Are you okay?"

"I will survive. Don't worry."

I lean a little bit, and I take a bottle that I had placed near the door; an excellent rosé wine. Emily stares at me for a while and says:

"For... For..."

"Oh yes. Tonight, I prepare the dinner and I offer wine. You need it, believe me."

She beckons me to enter, and I enter. I put the bottle on the counter, and I beckon Emily to sit. She sits on a stool near the counter. I open a cupboard to take wine glasses.

"Second cupboard on your right."

I open it, I pick up two glasses, and I put the wine inside. We toast and take a sip.

"Very good choice."

I open the pantry and I pick up the spaghetti. I start preparing the dinner.

The rest of the evening went very well; we had drunk, eaten, and talked about everything and nothing...

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