Chapter 16 A Much Needed Space

• Andrea
• Aunt Marcella had given me all the details about my trip and the feeding program during our dinner. As usual, Eriol acted like an obedient lapdog - whoops - ahemm, I mean, a butler, waiting for whatever his master orders him to do.
• We haven’t talked since he arrived at sundown together with my Auntie. I would have wanted to confirm if he truly sent Enrique in the hospital and not some faraway island, but he seemed to act like a jerk the moment I saw him in the kitchen: all gloomy eyed and exhausting a do-not-mess-with-me aura, so I didn’t dare start a conversation with him.