Alora's POV
The whole ride to the mall, I kept bouncing on my toes, anticipating the moment I would meet Luciano. Vittoria probably misunderstood my excitement because she turned towards me with her brows raised.
"I can't believe this, Alora. You're just so excited about shopping? Has the mansion been that much of a prison to you?"
I couldn’t refute her words because that would make her suspect why I was so excited, so I nodded.
"Of course. You see, I'm not someone who likes going out too much, but the mansion has been a little too confined for me. So I love this. I love the outside world." I flailed my arms, raising my voice by the end of my sentence while a broad smile filled my face.
She just shook her head and laughed. "Dante would love to apologize, I'm sure, for keeping you in.
