Dante stepped out of his room and headed downstairs, his gaze fixed forward as if I were nothing more than a piece of furniture.
He didn't even glance my way before taking his seat in the dining hall. Moments later, Nonna walked in, her eyes passing right over me without a flicker of recognition.
Lily and I sat on the couch, watching this bizarre silent movie unfold. I leaned toward her, whispering out of the corner of my mouth,
"Are we invisible or something?"
"It appears to be my lady" Lily whispered back, her eyes narrowing.
Then came Alina. She happily walked into the room, carrying a tray and serving breakfast to Dante and Nonna. As she poured the tea, she cut her eyes toward me, flashing a sly smirk.
"I want to rip that smirk right off her face," I said, my fingers digging into the cushion of the couch.
"Should I do that for you now, my lady?"
Lily suddenly popped up. Her hand moved toward the hidden fold of her skirt, and for a second, I saw a flash of cold steel.
