Mena
In the past weeks at the Fanucci mansion, I finally began to fit in like I wanted to. Naty enjoyed her new life, and I had seen her relax and breathe in a way she never had.
As promised, Donni and Levi hung out with me whenever I was bored and managed to steal them away from their duties. If it wasn’t them, it was Dante or especially Giulia Fanucci, who, to my surprise, took me under her wing.
It wouldn’t be too far stretched to call her the mother figure I had wanted my whole life. Sometimes it was a little too much to the point where she had even revamped my wardrobe to her liking.
Luckily the transformation to more colorful clothing, and some dresses and heels here and there didn’t bother me at all. Rather than changing me, it felt like she helped me find my style.
Alessio had
