22 I Need A Job.

Emma.

THREE MONTHS LATER (Six Months into the contract).

I was glad I had that talk with Luca. After our little fight, things changed as he promised. Catalina was respectful and used few words. I ran the house as a wife should, and I slowly began to forget my place. Luca was always busy. From the way things were happening, it seemed like the person he was looking for was good at hiding. He was often frustrated when he came back up, and it was up to me to calm him down when no one else could. It was so bad that even Catalina usually came to plead with me to beg her brother on her behalf. It was as if I was the only one that could get through to him. It felt good, but I was worried also. When I finally leave, who would he lean on?

Luca returned home exhausted. There were splatters of blood on his shirt, and I did not ask him whose it was. I never bothered. It wasn't my business, and it wasn't my place. He looked a bit tense, and I did not know what the issue would be, so I thought of