Alexandra.
The days after our meeting at Eros's office had been quite peaceful, but this morning everything changed.
Eros's phone started ringing, but he just left it there, and immediately it started ringing again.
I wasn't worried about the noise; Harriet was still with my mother, so there was no problem, but it was already the third time it rang.
"Maybe it's important, you should answer," I said, confused by the persistent ringing. He grunted and got up lazily. Upon picking up his phone and seeing who was calling, he jumped out of bed. He started looking for his shoes and putting on a t-shirt.
"What's going on, Eros?" I asked anxiously. He hadn't even answered yet; the phone was still ringing, and I think he hadn't realized this until he seemed to snap out of it and answered.
"Mom
