"He's been kneeling in front of my house for days, come take this idiot away from here before i do something i will regret!"
Marisa went over the voice call that her mother sent to her, it was raining heavily and she could as well imagine how the gossip lips of the villagers, would worsen from Giovanni kneeling in her mother's house for days.
It's been three good days, and her mother has done well to snap a picture of him and sent it to her to see. Marisa saw that she's not the only one who's having it rough with finding out what his family did to her father.
Yet, that still didn't answer the question she needed desperate answers for, and she knew the only way she could get her answers is if she talks to Giovanni, but that's the last thing she wanted right now.
