Chapter Eight - The walls close in

Regina I'm relieved to see that it's him and not Enzo. Lucio's ignorant and cold remarks I could bear not Enzo's forcefulness and disgustingly irritating attitude. "What are you doing here?" "Is that any way to greet your brother?" I snort. "I didn't invite you here" "I thought I should check on you either way. You seemed upset when you left our home, two days ago" I want to be upset by his ignorance, but I know him. I round the table to my chair, the large table between us, gives me a feeling of control. "I always felt you'd have matured since the last time I saw you" "What can I say? I hate being predictable" he says with a smirk "I'll ask again, why are you here?" "To check on you" "Did papa send you?" he doesn't respond, I shake my head. "I get it Enzo didn't feel like it, so he sent you to do his dirty work. Always the puppet. You're still so predictable Lucio" he scoffs. "You haven't changed a bit. I expected more" "I hate being predictable" I say throwing his words right back at