Chapter 8
ELENA'S POV
It'd only been three days since I arrived here, and I had learned that when he was at home. Everybody spoke in whispers. Despite the crowd in the house and in the compound. Noise wasn't a visitor. It wasn't welcomed at all. Everyone just walked on eggshells.
But this morning was different, people laughed and talked about things. Theresa wasn't an exception, she had been knitting and singing loudly.
There was no tension hanging in the air. Everybody felt so alive.
After helping set the breakfast table ,Theresa assigned me to dust the east wing. It was better than serving Lorenzo, so I gladly accepted. I had barely finished wiping one of the tall windows when a cheerful voice interrupted my thoughts.
“Hi Elena”
I turned around. It was Camila, the girl who spoke t
