World stop.
That was what it felt like with Niccolo's reaction to my shocking news.
I don't blame him though. He ought to feel that way. It's tough news to bear. Even I myself, when caught on my worst days, would take a moment to sink everything in.
“What?”
He was still reeling from the information, still going round it in his mind.
Even his body language was in accord. He has been clenching and unclenching his fists.
“Yes. Fabiano must have promised to be her sponsor. He must have made her shiny promises to make her a star.”
“But I told her I would do that for her,” he muttered to himself.