Adriano Di Lauro

I smile when I hear his call. The fish has taken the bait.

"Dad?". My fiancée goes stiff as a board next to me. That's why I have to hold her and practically drag her to her parents.

"What does this mean, Cassandra?"

Mr. Reid is clearly not at all pleased with news.

"I...", she stammers, still lost in thought, alternating her gaze between both parents. "What are you doing here?"

"That's not important..."

"Is not it?", the doctor questions quite upset.

Although they argue, they