Sofia grabbed her hair when she heard those words from her sister. Her fingers tangled in her long hair, pulling at the strands as if to pull out the shock. "Alessandro is alive? Alessandro is alive. Alessandro is alive!"
She repeated the words over and over, her voice starting low but rising with each repetition, a mix of disbelief and panic echoing in the small room.
Bianca groaned from the bed, where she sat wrapped in the blanket, her skin still clammy from the encounter with Richardo. "Stop repeating the same words over and over again. It's driving me crazy. So what if Alessandro is alive? It doesn't mean that Elias is Alessandro. Maybe some stranger could have found him and killed him, or he could have died anyway."
Sofia let go of her hair, turning to face her sister with wide eyes. "But what if he is alive? What if grandfather's search leads straight to him? We can't risk it."
Bianca leaned back against the headboard, sighing. "Then we stop it. We find him first."
