Chapter 58 - Massimo

Even though his desire to continue standing in the middle of the darkness of his room was strong, Massimo still forced himself to go through his routine as if nothing was wrong. Bed, bathroom, wardrobe. Making the bed, cold water on his face to wake him up, and any clothes other than the boxers he'd been wearing to bed lately. Oh, and brush his teeth well, too. Millicent would always try to escape brushing her own teeth when she realized he hadn't done the same. Massimo had to be her example.

Finally, with a long sigh, Massimo opened the door to his room, trying to lock inside not only that damned nightmare, but also the memories of all the disastrous birthdays he had ever had, since the day his mother had died.

The ramp he had requested to be retrofitted to the main staircase was now ready, which meant he had much quicker access to the ground floor rooms than