The White Lily — Episode 6

Hearing it from his mouth made me sick. I stepped back and bumped into Mia. Alina, please don't fight with Lorenzo. Enough, Alina.

It's one night. Stop making a scene. Tomorrow Mia goes back to her life. But Mia's expression said she had no intention of going back.

I left the gala and got into Uncle Luca's car. He sat in the shadows, dressed in black, expressionless. Accept your loss. Tomorrow you leave for New York.

After that, you're on your own. I'll come back. We'll see. Back at the estate, Donna Moretti glanced at Uncle Luca, then at me.

We've raised you for 18 years. Time to repay that. You have been chosen. Tomorrow, you leave. Nothing in this house was mine. Not even the plane ticket. I had to pay for it myself.

Uncle Luca said nothing and went to his room. I went to my small bedroom to pack. My half-sister Bianca leaned in the doorway, checking her nails. If I were you, I wouldn't have gone to that gala at all.

Mom told me to watch you. Don't take anything valuable. Not even tonight's gown. Oh, and Mom said the Dante Vitallo already loves someone else.

Good luck. I took off the gown in front of her and removed all the jewelry, putting it on the Then I walked to the bathroom in my slip. Bianca left, bored.

On my phone, Mia had posted a photo in Instagram. She was glowing, Lorenzo's arm around her. He was still wearing the cufflinks I'd given him.