Though people jostled around Leo's grandfather's mansion, the air around it still wielded a tinge of distress. The helps made quick work of clearing out the remnants of the party last night. Things were being moved, replaced, in an effort to restore the place to the way it once was. Even the ornate white roses had been cleared, not a single one in sight.
On her way out of the bedroom, Becca found Thiago gazing down at the bustling workers from his vantage point on the third floor. He leaned his body slightly forward to get a better angle, his fists gripping the banister.
He hadn't noticed her approaching.
