C70 070

Lorenzo

As we finished dinner, Mother began to wrap up the evening, preparing to send us off. "It's getting late, Lorenzo. I'll have the driver drive you and Eva home."

I glanced at Eva, then back at Mother. "No need, Mother. It's already late. I'll just stay over."

Eva's eyes widened, and she leaned in, whispering, "Lorenzo, isn't this too much? We can still head out."

I ignored her concern