☆☆LILA☆☆
The next morning, I adjusted my top carefully, trying to calm my nerves even though my stomach felt like it was being twisted into knots.
I look around the room for any sign of Zio before seeing Nanny Rosa coming out of the kitchen with her apron on.
“Where is Zio ?” I asked her as I adjusted the sleeves of my blouse.
She paused for a minute. “He hasn’t come home yet,” she said finally, her voice laced with concern but she didn’t look at me, and that alone told me enough.
Before I could ask her questions a knock sounded. She opened the door to find Theo waiting at the door
“Ready?” His tone was flat, unreadable, but something about it said I didn’t have a choice.
The ride to the pack house was longer than anything. I kept imagining what the place would look like, would
