ALMOST SEVEN HOURS had passed, but Chiara didn't receive any updates from her husband. She impatiently stood on the back of their main gate, waiting for her husband to arrive.
She kept on looking between her phone and the view outside the gate. She didn't mind that she was sweating because of the heat and rays from the sun.
"Signora," Fara called her while making sure that the umbrella she's holding can cover Chiara. "I think it's better to wait inside. Signor Ezio will get worried if he sees you sweating like this."
Chiara shook her head. "No," she said. "I will wait for my husband here."
Fara just sighed. It's the third time she asked her signora the same question, but her answer remains the same. She looked at one of the other maids and signalled her somethings.
After some minut
