My father is recovering pretty well, and Samuel decided to ask my mother and sister to stay with us while they are here instead of staying at a hotel. I was so happy when he offered that because it will give us time to bond, and they could help me with the wedding planning and my pregnancy.
Today is Frank's funeral, and, sadly, my father Arturo couldn't make it to say goodbye. Samuel has been very quiet but didn't let go of my hand. I know he is grieving, and silence is his way of expressing his grief.
In case you're wondering, we are in Italy. We flew here two days ago to lay Frank's body together with his beloved wife. Frank's request when he was alive was to bury him beside his wife, Samuel's mother.
Frank's mansion is so beautiful. Its intricate design and Victorian-inspired struct
