Chapter Forty One | Don't Worry About It

For as long as she could remember, Liviana Castelli has always loved the car.

She wasn't sure what it was, but it was as if something in her brilliant mind had clicked into place with the belt of her car seat, and from the moment she was first strapped into the car, ready to take that wonderful drive home from the hospital, she was in love. She had found her place in the back seat of her parents' luxurious automobile. And she never wanted to leave.

It was evident in the way she cried as a newborn when she was unbuckled, wailing as she was taken from the first place she had ever thought of as safety and comfort. It was an event repeated nearly every night, as Liviana was the child who would scream and cry all hours of the night. Until finally, they found a way to calm her. Car rides.

Her nannies would drive for hours, riding through the late nights with soft music playing in the background, just waiting for the fussy child to fall asleep. But it was a rare occasion when she did. Car ri