Chapter 33

• Andrea
• After a long bath, I am dressed again. I would have preferred to stay in my pajamas, but these newcomers decide to make visits at very unusual hours, and I have no choice but to attend to them. Besides, I am the one interested in their help, but they could have at least told me they were coming tonight instead of giving me the scare of my life by arriving that way.
• “Well, now you are going to explain to me why the hell you suffer from persecutory paranoia,” I inquire as I let myself fall onto the sofa.