Love Me, Keep My Name — Sophia's Asthma Attack

So I withdrawn the petition, kept the name my adoptive mother gave me, and moved out with one But after I left, why did every one of them regret it? Silence rolled down both sides of the long table. At the Oyster Bay estate, seats at the head table were assigned for a reason, and everyone in that room knew

Elena, I was only trying to keep things relaxed. Which part was relaxing? Taking my card, or hiding it? Her eyes filled on Q. Luca, the oldest of my three brothers, rose from my father's right and lowered his voice.

We have guests. Don't turn dinner into a circus. They watched Sophia move the card. Why am I the embarrassing part? My mother, Catalina, finally touched Sophia's hand. Sweetheart, sit on my other side for tonight.

Elena's still getting used to how this family works. I've lived on this estate for three years. You're only getting around to introducing me tonight. Sophia stood, but she didn't move toward the open chair.

She pressed a palm to her chest as her breathing turned shallow. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come. Tonight was never meant to welcome me. She dug through her clutch for a rescue inhaler.

Her fingers shook so badly she could barely work the cap. Matteo, my second brother and the family's favorite doctor, was beside her before the inhaler reached her