Chapter 47 - The Bitter Truth

"He was looking directly at me as if he knew that I would come here. He took a step, but I raised my hand, and he stopped. I gestured for him to wait and came out of the kitchen.

"Listen, Arya, I have to go. Duty calls, but you can cook anything you want. Ask Aria and Bria for any kind of help," I told her. For once, I thought she was going to say something, but she decided against it and just nodded.

"Cool," I nodded and went out of the house. I walked directly in the direction where Federico was, and though I didn't want to meet him, I knew that the situation couldn't be ignored. He was standing there, and if I hadn't gone to meet him then he would not take much time to come to my place. I walked toward him and found him standing there patiently and proudly, as always.

His gray hair is grayer than before, his stony eyes are still stony, and his gaze is still calculative. His face is still devoid of emotions and has many wrinkles on it. His clothes are still the type that don't sui