Elena
A soft knock on my door pulled me from my reverie.
I had been sitting in bed all day, had barely touched my breakfast, and my heart felt empty—numb.
“Come in.” I knew it wasn’t the Don. Celine told me that he had gone on a trip this morning.
So it either had to be her or Rafael. Besides, the Don wouldn’t knock so softly.
Rafael opened the door and entered my room.
“I’ve been here all morning. You haven’t stepped out.”
“Liar.” I knew he left earlier in the morning.
“Okay, you caught me.” He let out a small chuckle. “I had a little business to handle. But I’m here now. Whatever you need.”
“Where are the guards that were at my window?”
He glanced towards the partly open windows as if to confirm that they had left.
“They… quit.”
“Hmmm,” was all I could say. It was strange. Bu
