Camille Leblanc, with the sports festival less than a week away all I could think about was Felicia's mother, How she lived, How she met Felicia's Father, Where she was born, Her childhood, what could have pushed a woman on the French Rivera to marry into a family of Assassins
My curiosity was boundless, I've wanted to know so much about Felicia, her family, and her life, beyond semantics, and against all reason and common sense I want to understand her, but every time I ask she pushes me away, can't stomach it it the look she'd give me if I dared ask her about her family one more time, especially after that day in the garden, yet I still wanted to know and now I could
