Aubrey's POV
I sat in my cozy room, wrapped up in a soft duvet, still shaken by the effect of the attack.
The mystery behind the attackers still shocks me.
Who would dare set an ambush against a Carver?
The audacity!
My heart ached at the possibilities of Dario being the mastermind.
Could it be Dario? I wondered.
But I quickly shook off the thought. Dario needs me so he wouldn't want any harm to come to me. Right?
I stood up from the bed and prepared myself a coffee.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, I sipped gently. Taking in the beautiful view of the city beyond.
Then a gentle knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.
The door opened gently and grandfather walked in slowly, his hands in his pockets.
I turned away from him, mad at the fact tha
