Martina
The driver announces our arrival. My heart races in my chest, and my hands start to sweat.
Vincent senses my nerves and takes my hand in his. My eyes, which are looking out the window, focus on him.
I see him watching me as if to say that everything will be fine, and I nod silently. Vincent gets out of the car, comes to my door, and opens it. He takes my hand, and we walk like that to the door.
The entrance to the mansion is already open. I see that upon reaching the living room, all the service staff are lined up. I look at them one by one.
Veronica and Darling smile happily, Mrs. Margot has her shoulders down and her face is serious, and Tamara has turned red; it seems smoke is going to come out of her ears. The others smile at me kindly, and I return the gesture.
"Good
