The Romano Mansion felt unusually quiet.
For the first time in months...Rafael wasn't there.
The grand house that had slowly come back to life after his recovery suddenly felt empty again.
Aria stood alone on the balcony outside their bedroom, staring at the road where Rafael's convoy had disappeared hours earlier.
She remained there for a long time.
As if she hoped his car would suddenly return but it didn't.
Very slowly, she lowered her head.
"...This is my last chance."
She wiped away the tears gathering in her eyes before walking back inside.
She entered her room and closed the door.
Her trembling fingers picked up her phone from the bedside table.
For several minutes...
She simply stared at one familiar number.
Rafael's mother.Aria closed her eyes.
Then...She pressed the call button.
The phone rang.
Once...
Twice...
Three times...
Finally, the call connected.
"Hello?"
His mother's calm voice came from the other side.
"Aria."
