Elena

　　We have arrived in London, and I forgot it was winter over here.

　　The drive back to the villa in Kensington has my stomach in knots and I am fraught with nerves. Ilse will be so upset with me! She will give me that disapproving look until she was ready to forgive me, and I do not blame her.

　　Sebastian has not uttered another word to me, and I don't know if I was thankful for the silence or disappointed. His phone rings as we near the villa, ...