ALLEGRA'S POV;
“Uh, no. Nothing's wrong,” I answered with a palpitating heart. When did Vincenzo become so soft and gentle towards me? The thought alone felt like I was walking on a tray of eggshells. It was hard to tell what exactly he truly wanted due to his abrupt change in behavior. With every second that passed with him acting like this, the more I had the feeling that something was off.
“Good. The maids will come over to dress you up. Be on time. We leave by seven in the evening,” Vincenzo said neutrally and before I could ask him where we were going, he left his room with Giovanni still standing by the bedside.
“Where in God's name are we going?” I gently cursed out. For some reason, I didn't feel pleased that Vincenzo was taking me out. It felt like he was dragging me into a pl
