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So squeezed inside hiht before

The first time he’d shared the secret he’d kept since he was five years old

For years he’d been haunted by the sight of his beautiful sleeping e few days Except she hadn’t been sleeping As a child, he would never have known that Should never have known that And he’d actually sat on the floor of her rooled in the cradle

It was only when Brianna had started to get noisier and his one to find someone else At five, he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to pick up the squir bundle But he certainly hadn’t been ready for the reaction that had followed

Those days all blurred into one Police cars A quietly spoken doctor People dressed in black around his father A funeral that he’d never been told about and certainly not been part of The invasion of a ht and whispered to his father As for the house at the Hamptons? It had more or less been left exactly as they’d found it They’d been whisked away to the apartment near Central Park where two female relatives of his father had helped settle hi help for the new apartment

But that horrible feeling of so had never left him As a child he’d learned quickly not to ask his father anything about his mother—it just seemed to leave him eternally sad

As an adult, he’d made a few enquiries It hadn’t been easy But even when he knew the truth his father had still been pained to talk about it He’d told Matteo to remember his mother as before, not in her last few days, and not to mention it to his brother or sister

And Matteo, being the good Italian son that he was, respected his father’s wishes

Suicide The one subject most people didn’t want to discuss Phoebe’s face had cru that had struck him completely was her empathy E

But that didn’t surprise him Not at all On every occasion, Phoebe had proved to hiood person she was

But was he as good a person as Phoebe was? Soht But there was low—but when he’d first met her it had been tempered