Evangeline had created a timeline in her mind. After an hour of uninterrupted music, she would lean the violin and stretch her legs. She played with her eyes closed, so she wouldn’t be intimidated by all those masculine looks. Between one song and another, she takes the cue to look around and inspect the guests. No woman. Aside from her and the receptionist, there was no woman among the guests. Intriguing, she thought. But she didn’t let it kill her. She finished the first hour masterfully and stood up to reverence the applause received. "Can I get a sparkling water, please?" Evie asks the man at the bar. "Thank you.” While waiting, Evie moves her legs that were slightly numb. Even being in the corner of the bar, away from almost everyone, she could not stop feeling watched. She couldn’t even understand that feeling, since there was no one looking in her direction. "My God..." she murmurs, picking up her phone. Her finger swipes across the screen, in a fresh attempt to ca
"Davine, what madness is this? "It’s not crazy, Evangeline. It’s the truth. Evie, please listen to me. I’m taking risks, just by being here and talking to you." Evangeline is silent, so that Davine speaks at once what she knows. "My father... I recently found out that he has plans to dominate the city mafia and for that...” "He needs to eliminate who is in power." she completes to whispers, feeling her whole glass freeze with fear. "But he wouldn’t do it in front of everybody... would he?” Davine’s mouth trembles, for she was afraid of what might come out of there. And that makes Evangeline worried. “My God... I need...” "Evie, you never saw me here!" Davine says, preventing the redheaded girl from leaving the bathroom. "Please!” It was clear that she would never tell anyone that strange conversation she had just had in the bathroom, but Evie didn’t want to waste any more time. By now, Alec could be dead. Evangeline storms out of the bathroom, walking down the stairs
Evangeline couldn’t forget Blake’s last words, let alone the look he gave her. The key that was still in his hand, seemed to burn. When Alec stopped the car outside the mansion door, neither of them had the courage to leave. Alec feared the moment to tell what happened to Audrey and Evie tried to find a loophole to give Alec the key. He looks at the clock. It was past one in the morning. "Audrey should already be asleep." Alec comments aloud. "Better tell her in the morning.” "Yeah... I need a bath. Take off those clothes...” Alec jumps out of the car and waits for Evangeline to do the same, so the two can enter the mansion. Plans to inform Audrey only the next day go through the ground, because when the boyfriends enter the house, the blonde was coming down the stairs. "What happened!?" His eyes go directly into the arms of Evangeline, who were stained with blood. "Got hurt? Where’s Dad?” Evie and Alec exchange a quick glance, but that was enough for Audrey to unders
"I love Paganini’s technique. There are those who say that playing a piece of Paganini is like being crowned as a virtuoso, although some do not bother to take the pejorative side of the term.” "What would it be?” "As if there were no feelings.” Before anyone else could make a question, Nicolette enters the room knocking down his cell phone and drawing everyone’s attention to she. "Oh..." she murmurs, taking the phone and facing everyone in a shameful way. "Sorry to disturb. Lady Jones, call for you.” "You said I’m in class?” "Yeah, but she’s your best friend, and she said it was urgent.” She gets up and picks up the phone from her secretary’s hand, leaving the room then. "Felippa?” "Evie... hi. I’m sorry I called the school, but you weren’t answering your cell.” "Because I was in class.” "I know... friend, my father is dying. The cancer has advanced and the doctor thinks he does not pass this week.” "Oh... I’m so sorry.” "He’s been asking to see you for a fe
"Mother!" Allegra exclaims as she enters the old house of Evangeline. "What a beautiful little house.” Evangeline laughs at her daughter’s choice of words. "Little house?” "Yes... Grandpa’s apartment is much bigger. Ours too.” The apartment in which they both lived was what Evangeline had received as a gift when she turned twenty"two. As soon as she moved, she noticed that the simple gift that her father had given, had nothing simple. In addition to being in the center of London, facing one of the most famous historical points of the city, three families would be able to live there without any suffocation. "That’s right. Come.” Evangeline presents the whole house to Allegra. The girl is busy taking the white cloths that covered the furniture, while her mother took the bags to the room. Everything remained the way she had left it. And it caused her extreme nostalgia. When looking at the bed, the image of Alec half"naked, filled the room. "Mom?" Evie shook her head and
Allegra was exceptional. In all areas. In swimming, in music, in writing, in school debates... everything. She is the kind of child who strives to be brilliant and accepts no less than that. A grade nine will never be good enough, because ten is perfect. And that wasn’t because of pressure from your mother, or because your grandfather was an amazing lawyer. While Evangeline thought she should drop the books a little and play more, the girl thought the opposite. The day she needed some cardboard boxes to make a model, Evie said that in the attic there were some and she could go there to choose. The girl was almost finished, when she found a small shoe box, full of memories. She abandoned all the others and sat down, looking at all those things. It had an old cell phone, an opera bracelet, a box with earrings and diamond string and many photos. Evangeline alone. Evangeline with Felippa. And Evangeline with a man whose blue eyes shone as bright as Allegra’s when she was seeing someth
Retracing the path she imagined never to take again, Evangeline felt that her heart would come out of her mouth at any moment. Because she had no idea that Allegra knew about Alec and was probably seeing him again. As soon as she reached the gate of the mansion, she did not hesitate to enter. Howard was finishing washing the car when he saw her go through the big iron bars. "Is it a mirage?" he jokes as soon as she approaches. "Evangeline?” "Hi, Howard. How long.” "I just won’t hug you, because...” The driver’s phrase was lost when the redhead approached him and hugged him. Years passed, but she still saw him as a fortress. "I thought I’d never see you again." Howard says, squeezing his arms around her. "Even more so here.” "Yeah... I didn’t expect to come back here either, but my daughter...” "Daughter?” "Long story." Evie sighs, walking away from Howard. "Is he there?” Howard nodded in the affirmative and motioned for her to accompany him. Evie took a deep breath
Allegra was sitting on the couch, waiting for her mother to recover from what had happened at the Castello mansion. When Evangeline feels comfortable, she leaves the kitchen and goes to her daughter. Before sitting down, she asks only one question: "How did you know?” “It started when I learned about genetics in school. There’s no way your green eyes, with Dad’s brown eyes, make my blues.” Evie smiles from the side. Although she is terrified that Allegra discovered it and went after the truth alone, she rejoiced at the cunning of the girl. "So I found a box with some souvenirs and saw his picture. Alec. The blue eyes... I remembered that you had become very emotional to see that same man in a news on TV.” Evangeline recalls that feeling. Upon hearing Alec’s name, related to an exchange of gunfire at a prostitution club, she was terrified. It was the first time she heard his name, after all these years, and she still had a chance that he was hurt. That same day, all the doubt