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“I’ll slice it up” Sylvie grabbed a knife and set to work thinly slicing the bread She wished there wasthe kitchen “Have they said how it’s going? Are their efforts holding off the fire?”

“They said so far so good but that could change with a gust of wind”

The thought of it sent a shiver of apprehension skittering down her spine

And then she realized that Enzo shouldn’t be facing this nightmare alone Sure, she was there, but she wasn’t family He needed his sisters

She wasn’t sure how Enzo would feel about her interfering, but lately she had the feeling he wasn’t thinking clearly He was being driven by ghosts of the past Maybe it was time he was surrounded by the people who loved him here and now—his sistersand her—even if he didn’t love her in return

She pulled her phone from her pocket She had Bianca’s number but not Gia’s She was certain once Bianca heard the news that she’d call her sister

Sylvie hurriedly pressed Dial before she had a chance to talk herself out of it The phone rang once, twice, three times Her heart started to sink Bianca was very busy these days, between planning her Christ her new royal duties

But then the call was picked up and Bianca’s voice ca on?”

“Bianca, thank goodness Have you talked to your brother recently?”

“No, why?” Concern rang out in Bianca’s voice “What’s wrong?”

“It’s the estate There’s a wildfireits headed for the villa”

Everything had changed

And noas about to change once more

The speed at which Enzo’s life was evolving was dizzying He paused and leaned upon the shovel he’d been using to help widen the cleared property line between his estate and the neighbors’, where the wildfire reaking utter devastation He grabbed a rag from his back pocket to run across his sweaty brow

He gazed out over the vineyard as a light layer of sht bounced off the droplets of dew, rapevines were in fact strung with glittering jewels