Chapter 115

• The iron gate opened with a creak, and Enzo looked up to meet Alessia's face, which was still clean and expressionless, just as it was before entering the courtyard. If there was any difference, it was that she now held a wooden stick, stained with blood.
• "Hey, Miss La Rosa," Enzo said, looking away from the stick, waving his hand in a rather forced manner.
• Alessia made way without any extra expression, gesturing for Enzo to come in.