February 21st, 2017
It took about a week for me to return to the Piaceré house, an impromptu assignment had held me back a few days. This time I left the mansion, without bothering to check out formally. The past few days had been hell for me, I thought I hid it well but Antonio had noticed the change. He kept asking me what was wrong but I always managed to change the subject before he got invested in it.
I pressed my foot down on the accelerator, I almost put a hole through my car. Ophelia was the only thing on my mind.
The Piaceré house was nothing but a disheveled mess when I got there. I walked through the open door and found the girls screaming, clothes were flying about, people were packing.
Someone finally noticed my presence and it put a hold on things. The room fell deadly si
