The Return of My First Love novel Chapter 98

Emily

It was late at night, and I had not forgotten about Liza's letter. It had been on my mind the whole day, and eager to read it, I finally went into my purse to grab the envelope. Ripping it open, I revealed the perfectly folded letter.

After unfolding it, my eyes immediately wandered to the handwritten words.

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Hey Emily,

I'm really sorry for giving you the cold shoulder lately. I wish things could have gone down differently. You know me, I am not usually like that.

I do believe I have a valid reason. The night of the engagEmilyent party, after you left with Alessio, I ended up at a gas station and heard a voice I recognized talking on the phone. I overheard a conversation from someone who is really close to Alessio.

So close that I feel a bit of guilt for saying this, but you should know that this person is not who he says he is. He is working as an undercover at the Fanuccis.

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I turned around the letter and placed it on my lap for a break. My heart pounded against my chest at the thought of someone close to Alessio being undercover in this mansion.

The words shocked me enough to reconsider whether I should continue or not because once I did, I would be carrying what appeared to be this big secret.

Then again, if someone was really undercover—I had to know who it was. For all our sakes.

With a shaky breath, I braced myself and continued reading.

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I was freaking out, did not want to get dragged into any mess, and did not want to think about it. You know the rules us maids have to comply with. Don't talk, don't look, don't even breathe too loudly.

I know you have never done anything to me, and it sucks that you got tangled up in this. I know you did because although you and Alessio get along fine now, as your friend, I knew he had put you in a situation you didn't deserve to be put in. With that being said, I am happy the two of you found happiness.

I'm not angry with you, but I had to keep my distance, for my own sake.

At first, I wanted to protect myself, but now I am choosing to protect you. I can't just stand by and watch you interact with someone who is a walking lie. He betrayed Alessio, everyone else in the mansion, and betrayed you because the two of you have gotten too close. And I don't care much about the Fanuccis, but I care about you and your daughter.

With that being said, you really need to watch your back around Levi.

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I took another pause, reading the name. Then I read it again and again, hoping the name would somehow fade away to someone else's, but it didn't. It really said Levi.

The same Levi who had always been kind to both Naty and me. The first one at that, and maybe even the kindest one in the mansion. The same Levi who had a soft heart, kind eyes, and what I thought to be good intentions.

Was it all an act?

The thought of Levi being a threat to the Fanuccis, an undercover, made me nauseous. It made me want to crush the letter in my hand because I did not want to believe it, yet I knew Liza wouldn't lie about something like that.

Reading this kind of letter at night was undeniably the dumbest thing I had ever come up with.

Closing my eyes and sleeping like nothing had happened after reading all of that was impossible. I couldn't do that. I had to talk to someone—and Pilar was the only one I could vent to. Liza obviously wanted me to keep her out of it, and I respected that.

Clutching the letter as if the context held my life, I jumped out of bed, wearing nothing other than my tank top and booty shorts. It was freezing, but wearing something cozy was the last thing on my mind right now.

If there was one thing that would get me heated, it was the thought of Levi.

I hurried to Pilar's room, and when I got there, I knocked on the door, frantically. Hearing sounds of laughter coming from the inside, I took it upon myself to enter without an invitation. I threw the door open and was met with the sight of Gian sitting in his wheelchair, laughing with Pilar.

Only when I cleared my throat did the two of thEmily turn to meet my eyes.

"I was just, I was…" Gian stammered, but I couldn't care less for his reason. "I was just leaving."

"No, stay," Pilar chuckled, holding his thigh to roll his chair closer. "Emily, you have to hear this. He was just about to tell me how much he can't stand me."

Usually, their little discords would make me smile, but today was not the day. "I don't care about what the two of you were doing or how much he can't stand you," I spoke in a breath.

My hand reached for the doorknob, and I quickly closed it behind me before facing thEmily with the letter in my hand.

"But you have to read this."