*Adriano*
“I am so sorry if I caused you trouble”. Pippa says softly, watching me from the couch as I pace the floor, getting more and more desperate.
I shake my head, waving her off. “It’s not your fault … I … I handled it wrong”.
Dammit all, again I have messed it up in my need to help. I am not blaming Camilla, I get how it must have looked, and I know she is still sensitive, that she still doubts not only me but mostly herself and her own worth. I have managed to do what I was trying to avoid.
“Is there anything I can do ?” She asks.
“You can go take whatever you want in the kitchen, feed yourself”. I tell her, realizing she must be hungry. “Make yourself at home, I need to handle this”.
She simply nods and disappears and I get on calling my contacts, needing to find out where C
