Chapter 36

MARIANELLA

I had nothing to say when she sat down at the table with us, in fact I felt like a time bomb that, even in silence, was on the verge of exploding.

My fiancé seemed to be little bothered, or almost not at all, in fact, he continued eating unperturbed, but every now and then he would look at me to make sure that I was really all right, which was impossible to know for sure.

I pop a glass of water into my mouth, taking a long sip while Rebecca is in an attempt to make conversation with everyone, which I'm not in the least bit keen on, only she and her fellow Satanic ritualists are concerned with keeping the conversation going.

I wonder what her inspiration is to be insufferable like this, because I admit that my family doesn't have the best personality background, but damn, I have never met someone on the Rebecca level within the Núñez family.

I glance at Adrien and notice that he is focused on me as he brings his fork to his mouth, with a small, cretinous and suggestive smile