I've decided to come back to Rome for Christmas. To finish what I started.
Mario needs me. He doesn't know it yet, but he will. And when he does, I'm going to be there. And I'm going to destroy everything he loves.
Because that's what ten years of unrequited obsession buys you. Not acceptance. Not peace. But the patience to plan something exquisite.
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Flavio, coming back to be there for someone else is noble. But you have to work on yourself too. You can't save him and fix yourself at the same time.
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