On a cold Night

Bianca

It was a very cold night, yet I remained unclad. I curled up like a pup on my bed not knowing what awaited me.

Wearily, I reminisce on what happened during the day. The drama that unfolded at the dining hall, the one at Tiffany's villa and how Santiago interrogated me at the diner.

"... If you give me any reason to doubt you in the future, you will end up dead… alongside your father. I don't let traitors live."

Santiago's words flowed back into my head. It sounded like a threat. In fact it was supposed to be a threat, but I didn't know why it sounded like an assurance to me. For now, I am cleared and that's all that mattered.

After Santiago left the diner, Tiffany didn't show up either. It was Darko who came in and drove me back to the mansion. I couldn't help but think that Tiffany's exit was planned from the get to go.

"I will spank her for deceiving me. What a conniving little brat!"

My door suddenly burst open and I jerked up like a feather from the bed.

I couldn't believe