He takes me to Turin, Italy. Turns out he built another one of my houses here. "Gio, why did you use my designs?" I asked as we walked in. Oh wow, it's so big inside here, much bigger than it seemed from outside. "I liked them." He answered, grinning down at me. "Do you like it?" I nod in amazement. "I never thought my designs would-" I bursted out crying again and pressed my face into his white dress shirt. He comfortingly strokes my hair as I sob on him. "Where have you been? Why didn't you come back? Don't you know I missed you?" "I'm sorry, Tesorina. I had some business to attend to, and no one could know about it." He cooed. Why did he fake his own dead? How did he fake the biopsy results? How, why, where... "Please, just trust me. Stay here for a few days and relax." He

