16

ISABELLA —

"Wow, daddy your house looks so magnificent and grand. How can you live in this house alone?" Sofia questions forcing herself down from Enzo's house as she continues to admire the place.

Enzo turns to stare at me with an awkward smile,

"Was it too much?" He asked to avoid my eyes. Actually, he had been avoiding my stares all day.

"It's your house, and your money nothing is too much for you but I am sure even Miguel's house isn't this grand with so many servants and maids." I said to him admiring the chandelier and I noticed from the minute we stepped in the maids had their face to the ground in respect, won't their neck ache them? I thought to myself.

"Daddy is that you?" Sofia yelled from the sitting room pointing at a painting on the wall which I stared at awkwardly.

He looked just like they described him to be, fearless and ruthless at the same time.

"Yes, that's me." Enzo said with a firm stare on the painting.

"That's me." We whispered to himself again.

"You looked jus