As I sat alone in the living room, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. The deadline had passed, and I knew Kantos must be seething with anger or plotting his next move.
I wondered what he was doing. He might be on his way to the Salvatore mansion, full of vindictive intentions. Whichever way it was, I knew trouble was brewing.
Rafael had been absent ever since he mentioned devising a plan, leaving me in a state of anxious anticipation.
It was the most serene day ever since we joined him in the mansion and the way Gracie was faring without Rafael told me how she would, when we finally leave. That wasn't the bone of contention - Kantos was.
Gracie had visited a couple of times, but she seemed just as clueless as I was. I needed to know what mess I was in, and more important
