The following day, I prepared to go to the mansion of the Montevalesses. Dion insisted I bring either Gelo or Francis with me, but I declined. There’s doubt in his eyes, but he also decided to let me go in the end. But he insisted on driving for me and dropped me off in front of the gates of the mansion. I let him have that one. I am grateful he is letting me do this.
How Yves convinced him to let me decide for myself is beyond me. But I can see he is trying.
“Call me if anything goes wrong,” was his stern reminder when we’re in front of the mansion.
He intently watched and waited for my reaction now that we are here, so I simply smiled at him. The feeling of being here is too familiar. It really feels like yesterday.
“I trust you on this, Tara. This is your last straw. If somethin
