It was a mystery why Marlena would dedicate such a song to her. Eileen blinked in confusion, her eyebrows furrowed, before she looked at Cesare.
A smile of amusement graced his lips, and he put an arm around Eileen.
"Come. Let's mingle."
He pulled her close, hip to hip, as they walked through the crowd. They headed for a corridor behind thick curtains, and Marlena's singing faded into the background.
The corridor wasn't wide, so they continued to remain close. Cesare casually broke their silence as he led Eileen.
"An acquaintance of yours?"
"W-why, not at all!"
Regardless of whose presence she was in, Eileen was always careful with the information she shared. Marlena used a pseudonym, and she never mentioned her profession. She must have wanted to keep it all secret. So Eileen will continue to respect her wishes.
