The first rays of sunlight spread across the Romano Mansion, chasing away the darkness of the previous night.
From the outside...Everything looked exactly the same.The fountains sparkled beneath the morning sun.The gardeners trimmed the roses.
The servants moved through the hallways with their usual quiet efficiency.Nothing had changed.
Yet...Rafael woke with an uneasy feeling that refused to leave him.
The conversation from the previous night replayed endlessly inside his mind.
"I haven't forgotten."
"I'll keep my word."
Those words echoed louder than the birds singing outside his balcony.
He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his temples.
"What promise..."
he whispered.
"What are all of you hiding from me?"
After getting dressed, he headed downstairs.
Halfway down the staircase...He smelled freshly brewed coffee.
Then...He heard laughter.It's Aria.
Rafael instinctively looked toward the dining room.
