The drive to Vincenzo's house was a struggle for Maria. Many times throughout the drive, she had contemplated turning the car around and going back home. Maybe because her position in Vincenzo's life was hanging by a thread.
Yes, they were more cordial recently even to the extent of flirting, but they were yet to discuss what they were. She wasn't quite sure if they were friends or just two people who happened to be tied by some thread of fate.
When she finally arrived at his compound and parked, she took some time to herself before she got out of the car. She thought of how she was going to begin everything. The more she thought, the less sense it made.
It ended up making her head hurt so she decided to stop and just go with the flow. With a made-up mind, she alighted from her car and walked to the entrance door. Even before she got there, the door had been opened and Zino stepped out.
