Luella stood there, watching the scene unfold before her, shaking her head bitterly.
The plaza in front of the villa was eerily quiet.
Inside the pocket was a photograph of Allie, taken 50 years ago.
Staring at Allie's youthful beauty in the photo, Felix sighed heavily, a bitter ache in his heart.
He gently returned the faded photograph to the pocket, pressing it close to Ernst's chest.
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