Sienna Point of View
I looked at the familiar imposing figure standing before me looking thinner than yesterday with same dull eyes and five 'o clock shave. There was blackish purple shadow below his eyes reminding about the sleepless nights he must've gone through.
I should've felt sorry, should've pitied him but like every day, I felt nothing. I didn't care at all how he is.
I walked past him like always and came out of the little building and crossed the road to go inside my now home. I'm still living in the mansion with Niccolo's grandma who is now my grandma.
It took me seven months to get out of my depression and it was possible all thanks to grandma. Once I'm back to a little life, grandma came to know about my goal to save unwilling prostitutes and get them a dignifie
