CHAPTER 45

Laura Anthony

Simon's interview had warned me about something that would have destroyed me. I had taken a risk by entering the gossip sites to look for information about the band, but I couldn't stand being without news and not knowing if he had seen my messages. Thank God Simon managed to let me know that Thomas was alive, because the next day, my grandfather came through the main door bearing the news of my father's death. His cynicism disgusted me to the point that I couldn't help it. I vomited up the valuable Lucca rug without mercy. For them, I was shaken by the news, but the truth is, I was playing the most difficult role of my life. Simulating the death of a person I loved. I cried, screamed, broke everything with great pleasure. Beautiful vases, cups, bowls. I was out of control. At that moment I played all the anger I felt for that man, in the role of a daughter revolted by her father's death.

—Laura, you need to pull yourself together. Think of your son — Lucca spoke and I i