Chapter seventy One

AURORA

Sicily brings out something in me, something fragile.

Had I known Caelum was bringing me to Sicily, I would have stood my ground with firm disapproval. I shouldn't be here, I don't like it here, this makes my skin crawl, and not in a good way. From the moment I stepped out of the plane, coming face to face with the wretched private airport that the elite Mephistopheles of Sicily use, a gush of nausea rushed through me. I wanted to throw up so bad but I swallowed it down and tried to grasp some excitement oozing from the girls. Caelum has been sensible enough to keep out of my space, he did notice me jitter since our arrival and asked once, once and he didn't persist when I told him it was nothing. He rented us a house close to a few places considered as tourist attractions. The house is nice, a very large apartment and undoubtedly very expensive and worth the four days Caelum paid for. There's way too many rooms in the house, I've lost Layla playing hide and seek at least twice