Chapter 15 - A Much Needed Space

~ Andrea ~

Aunt Marcella had given me all the details about my trip and the feeding program during our dinner. As usual, Eriol acted like an obedient lapdog—whoops—I mean, a butler, waiting for whatever his master orders him to do.

We haven’t talked since he arrived at sundown together with auntie. I would have wanted to confirm if he truly sent Enrique at the hospital and not in some faraway island, but he seemed to act like a jerk the moment I saw him in the kitchen: all moody and exhausting a do-not-mess-with-me aura, so I didn’t dare start a conversation with him.

I wondered why, though. There must be something that went wrong. But oh well, at least he had the commonsense to kick his doppelgänger out of the picture at last and present his true self in front of us.

The entire time Aunt Marcella explained the details, I could feel Eriol’s endless stare on me. I controlled the urge to give him