The mansion was quiet and still when Vittorio Amorielle finally returned home that morning. The exhaustion and the weight of what had transpired weighed heavily on his shoulders. Eleonora, his wife, was ready to take Jake, their son, to school, waiting for him at the entrance.
Eleonora looked at Vittorio with a mixed expression of concern and curiosity. "Where were you?"she asked, her eyes searching him for answers.
Vittorio replied with a weary voice, "You don't want to know, Eleonora."
Eleonora sighed, realizing that something was wrong but choosing not to press at that moment. She knew Vittorio needed space to compose himself. Instead, she hugged Jake, smiling at their son, trying to maintain normalcy amid a situation that seemed to be crumbling.
"I'll take Jake to school,
