The house is quiet, with no signs of life, and I’ve nearly made it to the door when I hear a throat clear behind me. I spin around and find Teo’s grandfather watching me. His gaze is steady and knowing, and I sigh. Somehow the sound makes his lips twitch with amusement. “Ah,” he says. “We have a bird escaping the nest, I think, Antonio.” His manservant comes from behind him and sniffs disapprovingly. “You were leaving, Wren, without saying goodbye?”
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