Chapter 193

　　Giovanni's Perspective 　　I sat in my office, a pile of papers stacked on my desk. But I couldn't bring myself to deal with them—my mind kept drifting back to her, Diana. 　　She was like a riddle I couldn't solve. If she wasn't Fern, why did she look exactly like him? But if she was Fern, why couldn't I feel any trace of the unique bond that had once existed between Fern and me? 　　I rubbed my forehead and then called Tobias. "Tobias, tell her to come in." 　　Moments later, I sensed Diana standing in the doorway. My heightened hearing caught the sound of her taking a deep breath, trying to steady herself before knocking. 　　"Come in," I called, my voice low and firm. 　　She slowly pushed the door open and stepped into my office. Her eyes flicked to the picture on the wall—the one of Fern and me, which I'd deliberately had Tobias hang there. 　　I kept my gaze fixed on her, watching closely for any sign of a reaction, any hint of change in her expression. 　　"Diana, what's wrong? You don't loo