Duce's POV
"Thank you..." Nica said softly as Nicolas carried her up.
"Good afternoon, Duce," greeted by some people we met. I also greet them back.
It's day 3 of the rehearsal. I already know some people here. Many congratulated Nicolas, but that was only for a short time. They feel more intimidated by him day by day so I understand them too. He only gave a small smile before he walked toward me.
As usual, we brought food again for the children. The kids look happy with those things but their parents aren't. As if we have done something wrong because of their opinion. I just sighed there too. I think we're not stepping on someone right now so I don't understand the way they look either. But I know what they are thinking about.
I just sighed and let them look at me. We're here to supp
