The sun was brighter now as I made my way back to the garden, the golden rays casting a warm glow over the Alfonzo estate.
However, the warmth did little to ease the chill that had settled in my chest.
My conversation with Greta had left me reeling, and I wasn't sure I could face Bruno so soon, especially with everything I now knew.
The very thought of even bringing it up again after what had happened last time felt like something almost impossible to do because I knew there was no way he would willingly tell me the truth, especially after he had lied the first time.
I just had to be very careful how I go about it and now that Mr. Alfonzo has his eyes on me, it would most certainly be difficult to move freely in the mansion.
As I approached the garden, the sound of laughter reached my ears—a sharp, grating sound that made me stop in my tracks.
I recognized that voice instantly.
Sofia.
