'How can I tell this to my sister?' Enzo thought to himself while looking through the car windows.
Alice and Enzo were now traveling back to the hotel. They've gone to see the old Smith Mansion that was burned into ashes. Enzo couldn't bear the sight, thinking of Dominique's tragic story.
He was so quiet during the entire journey. Alice didn't know how she would approach him.
"I'm going to my room to rest. I can't join you for dinner. I want to be alone for now," Enzo said, informing Alice.
"Okay. If you need someone to talk to, I'm just here. Just ring my doorbell." Alice respected his decision.
Enzo nodded, smiling at her faintly.
The moment he entered his room, he slumped his body to the floor, his back leaning on the closed door. He tugged his hair using both hands as he wanted to scream.
"How could you do this, Dad?! How ruthless!" Enzo mumbled through his gritted teeth, slamming his eyes shut.
