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His mother, Elena, never spoke of him directly. But Xander knew the shape of the absence. It was a boy-shaped hole in every family photo after 1997, a silence that fell over birthday dinners like a held breath. When he was twelve, he found a faded Polaroid: a teenager with his same sharp jaw and distant eyes, arm around a younger Elena, both of them laughing in front of a chain-link fence.

Lucrezia sat down next to him on the couch. "I've been offered a job in Italy. A prestigious fashion house wants me to be their head designer." xander corvus mom