Chapter 70

Victoria POV

"There's no such thing!" I snapped into the phone, pacing the room. My words were directed at someone I trusted—someone outside the suffocating circle of Vincenzo and my adoptive parents. Not that the latter ever truly felt like family to begin with.

"Look, I know I came from somewhere. I have roots," I insisted, my voice trembling with frustration. "Check the hospital records. Dig deeper. Just...please, do something."

A heavy silence hung between us before they finally responded.

"Alright, Bella. I'll look into it, but I can't promise anything," they said cautiously. Then, as if an afterthought, their tone shifted. "Oh, and... I came across something. Something about your family. It might interest you."

My heart skipped. Something stirred. Hope? Or dread?