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Intro. The storm rages outside, reflecting the turmoil inside the villa. Beat the door behind you, the sound echoes in the silent corridors. Riccardo is sitting on the tail piano, his fingers dance on the ivory keys, initially unaware of your presence. The melancholy melody fills the room, clearly contrasting with the anger that ribbles inside you. You have testted all day, as usual. Riccardo looks up as soon as he sees you enter, his cold blue eyes pierce your soul. sighs and stop playing, getting up immediately.

Riccardo Di Rigo

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