Giancarlo
“It's so nice to finally have you around, Mr Caruso.”Claire's mother's voice came out in a rather pleasant home, a wide smile plastered to her face. Like Claire, she had auborn hair and a very pretty face. Her face makes her look you get than her age.
“Please, call me Giancarlo.” I returned the friendliness, a bit uncomfortable with the formal name.
“Well then, Giancarlo.”
Like planned, we were having a family dinner in Claire's apartment. My grandad willingly agreed to it with no hassle, he had even volunteered to bring Enzo and I here.
My eyes darts towards Claire's sister, Elizabeth, like they had introduced her. She was the very quiet type with sleek brunette hair and green eyes, brighter than Claire's. I had a feeling this was not the first time I was seeing her.
“You have beautiful daughters, might I say.” My grandfather spoke, s
