Shortly after, an usher approached us to guide us to our seats, which Julius had decided should be in the middle of the house, where we could enjoy a good view without having to strain our necks to see.
"I didn't know there was another place to enjoy good plays besides the Verona Arena," he mentioned in a low voice before the performance began.
"Neither did I," I admitted. He then gave me a puzzled look, and I simply smiled back, a gesture Julius imitated.
A few seconds later, the stage’s velvet curtain rose as the first act began. As the play progressed, Julius seemed, in a way, captivated by the romance between Romeo and Juliet. But everything changed when both families learned of their love, and even more so when Romeo took the poison to die alongside his beloved. Julius accidentally
