[She didn't, really. The memories may be fuzzy and she may be back now, but... she knows she didn't live long after Morgana died.
But she can tell that's not what Morgana's asking about. All she needs to think about is the last time they saw each other face to face, after all.
Maria sighs, crossing her arms. Funny how, even years later, it still hurts to so much as think about that day.]
...They killed the customers, but they took most of the girls. We went to hide in the cellar, but...
[She shakes her head. How? How did they know?]
I don't know how the hell they found us there, but they did. And that's when they took most of the other girls with them. They just left me, two others, and Ja.... [She swallows. When was the last time she even let herself say his name?] And Jacopo.
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But she can tell that's not what Morgana's asking about. All she needs to think about is the last time they saw each other face to face, after all.
Maria sighs, crossing her arms. Funny how, even years later, it still hurts to so much as think about that day.]
...They killed the customers, but they took most of the girls. We went to hide in the cellar, but...
[She shakes her head. How? How did they know?]
I don't know how the hell they found us there, but they did. And that's when they took most of the other girls with them. They just left me, two others, and Ja.... [She swallows. When was the last time she even let herself say his name?] And Jacopo.