Chapter Eleven

"If you did, you'd realize I was lying to you about him having DID."

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know if Chiara was trying to pull my legs with those words of hers. "What do you mean?" I questioned, moving closer to her, but I was prevented from going any further by the lady I assumed to be her maid. "What do you mean by you were lying?"

Chiara remained seated, smiling as she swirled with her cup of tea that was obviously cold already. She stood up, holding the cup of tea in her hand. "Move aside, Karina," she said, referring to the lady I assumed to be her maid. There was a brief exchange of glances between Karina and Chiara, and after some time, Karina moved away, leaving Chiara and I to come face to face with one another. We were about the same height, so we were face to face with each other. "Alexander doesn't have DID, Annalisa. If you asked him, you'd know that."

"So what? I didn't ask him, so what?" I retorted, feeling a bit aggravated. I didn't know if I should have