The Enigma: Cristian

Silvain, suddenly appears in the kitchen, I am about to serve the chicken on a plate; He approaches until he stands on a stool and rests his elbows on the counter, his palms supporting his face and he looks at me.

“I thought you would be hungry. You fancy?”

He denies, he doesn't stop seeing me, I'm beginning to believe that the past discomfort, of which only little remains, affected him. I move as if I were taking steps in a minefield, stealthy.

"Go home" he repeats. “After lunch I need to be alone”

Is seriously? If you want to be alone, the mansion is very big, you can be in a corner if you want and you won't even notice me. Maybe he wants me away because he has already shown too much of that part that he often hides.

“OK”

“What have you done?” curiosity.

“Chicken in mustard and honey sauce, I hope you don't mind, I was so bold, because you didn't tell me what to do...” I say, I stop before that look that I can't decipher.

“Not interested, Aryanna. I know very we