Chpater 51

ISABELLA

I never thought I would go to another country, and now I'm in Rome, looking at the people in the street while the car continues to drive through the city.

I don't know anything or anyone here, and it's making me very nervous. Furthermore, I can hear Lorenzo talking to someone on his cell phone in Italian, but I can't understand anything, and it's making me very frustrated.

I sigh, looking at the beautiful city. In another situation, I would love to be here, I would love to get to know the culture of a country like this, but I'm not in a situation like this.

The car keeps going for a few minutes, and I look up to see that the car has pulled up to the side of a very large building, and I realize that we're in a hotel now.

I look at the people coming in and out of the place with suitcases, and they all seem to be very rich. I hear the door being opened, and I blink my eyes when I hear Lorenzo's voice calling me out of the car.

Furthermore, I