Amalia woke up early, she did not sleep much, not since the moment when Hephaestus finally confessed the truth, precisely during her return flight, she could not avoid the memories of that day.

″″The truth Amalia, is that I have no idea if that's really your name, I made up that name because you lost your memory. The same day when I buried my wife and my daughter, who died giving birth with my baby, I told the driver to drive around the city, I was devastated and I didn't want to get home, beca