Eileen had always found Cesare's sporadic displays of emotion to be puzzling. The intensity of his feelings overwhelmed her, and his words and actions often felt alien. She wanted to understand what had caused such a change in him.
However, asking Cesare directly about the reason for his transformation was no easy task. While Eileen was tense and trembling, Cesare remained relaxed and calm. He gently shook the hand that Eileen was holding, causing her to let go in surprise. Quickly, Cesare grasped her wrist, preventing her from fleeing.
Eileen's wrist was much smaller compared to his large hand, allowing him to easily hold both of her wrists with one hand. Cesare held her wrist firmly and spoke in a calm manner, as if nothing had happened.
"Weren't you curious about the scar?"
"I'm curious about that, too."
