POV: Aria
Three days.
Three days of silence. Three days of avoiding windows. Three days of Marco's blank face and Rosa's quiet kindness and Dominic's complete absence.
He was either gone or locked in his office. When we ate, it was at opposite ends of a table long enough to seat twenty. I couldn't even hear him chew. The footmen moved between us like we were separate planets.
We hadn't spoken since the kitchen. Then Marco found me in the hallway.
"Mrs. Vercetti. Mr. Vercetti has arranged something for you. East wing. Follow me."
I followed because what else was I going to do? Pace my room until I wore holes in the carpet? Stare at the bulletproof windows and wonder who was trying to climb them?
He led me to a door I hadn't noticed before. Pressed a code into a keypad. The lock click
