Ginevra
Our heads snap simultaneously to the intruder and I retreat my hand abruptly shifting on my feet, while Ruggerio takes a step forward, covering me partially.
“I have been looking for you everywhere!” Salvatore wears one of his creepy smiles as he steps closer to us, his arms open wide. “I didn’t interrupt you, did I?"
Ruggerio’s demeanor changes totally as he confronts his brother. “What are you doing here, Salvo?”
“I heard you came here without me, and I took a flight to join you. Aren’t you happy, brother?” The tone in his voice itself signals me that he didn’t follow us out of brotherly love. There is something quite disturbing in how he speaks about being left behind.
He walks straight to me, wanting to grab my hand. “I’m Salvo, hi.” Before he is holding it fully, Ruggerio
