‘Well, I think …’ Andrea stopped and looked around.
‘You think … ? Don’t worry, we’re alone.’
‘I think I have found my father.’
‘Your real father?’
‘Yes.’
‘Not Father Cavalcanti?’
‘No. Anyway, he’s gone. No, the real one …’
‘Who is it?’
‘Caderousse, it’s the Count of Monte Cristo.’
😭😭
— Jul 10, 2026 02:56AM
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