Vittorio Amorielle sat in his office, within the imposing family mansion, lost in thought. Eleonora appeared at the door, wearing a simple white dress that made her look ethereal. She entered uninvited, knowing that Vittorio needed the solitude of his office at that moment.

Vittorio looked up as he sensed Eleonora's presence and furrowed his brow. “What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.

Eleonora took a step forward, approaching her façade of a ...