This filthy blood

Eleonor is sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her now brown hair. It's still strange to see the different color and realize how such a simple change made her look so different. The decision to change her appearance came with the need to recreate herself and get rid of the Evans family shadow, which has blonde hair as one of its main traits. Honestly, she had never thought about dying her hair, but she's glad she did.

She watches Giovanni slowly approach through the mirror. There's a serene expression on his face, but it's still hard to predict his thoughts. During dinner, they remained silent. Fortunately, she was able to eat. Francesca made French cuisine, and it whetted her appetite and almost made her salivate. But it was the desert in specific that made her eat relish — a delicious petit gateaut, which she had three times.

Giovanni, standing at her back, takes the brush from his wife's hands and begins to brush her hair gently, as if his touch could break it with the slighte