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“Yep. Do you want to meet him?” Mr. Milano asks.

“Is the Pope Catholic?” She walks right past him.

“Was that a change of attitude?” I ask Dom, assured he had something to do with it.

“We had a talk about how great siblings are.”

I squeeze his thigh and rise to my feet, holding my hand out for him. “Ready to see the baby?”

“Not really, but I’m here.”

We walk down the hall with his arm around my shoulders, like a real couple. It doesn’t feel like a facade or as though he’s acting.

A half hour later, I get Gia ready to go, and Mr. and Mrs. Milano say they’ll meet us at the hall before the recital starts. Vinny says he’ll make it over there too.

I turn to Dom while the three of us wait for the elevator. “Thanks a lot. I should be home around nine or ten.”

He tilts his head at me.

“What? You’re not coming?” Gia asks, displeasure clear in her tone.

“I’m coming,” he says to her, then looks at me. “When we thought no one else was coming, I promised Gia I’d be at the recital.”

Gia takes my hand then Dom’s. The three of us walk into the elevator, Dom and me sharing a look over Gia’s head. My heart unlocks the gilded cage around it, splaying the doors wide open. I’m ready to be honest with him about how I feel, though I can’t help but worry that he’ll end up breaking my heart again.

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