The silence in Leonardo's office was uncomfortable and felt heavy. Lidia stood up straight in front of his desk, but her eyes showed something else. Fear, what was she so afraid of?
Leonardo studied her carefully, his voice calm but piercing. “You’ve been acting strange these past few days, Lidia.”
She didn’t answer. She just continued to twist the corner of her apron, her eyes still avoiding his.
“Elena told me about what happened yesterday in the kitchen,” he continued. “she said you seemed distracted. Distant. I saw it for myself. Something’s going on. She worried about you.”
Still, she said nothing.
He stood from behind the desk, coming to lean against it, crossing his hands over his chest. “You’ve worked for this family for a long time. You’ve earned my trust and you are family
