She got out of the car, and Adam was already at her side as she made her way to the front door. No one showed up to greet them, but she didn't care. She opened the door safely, and Jenna and her father stood up abruptly.
Jenna smiled at the sight of Anna and hurried to squeeze her in a hug.
"I miss you..." She said sincerely, looking at her tenderly.
"I missed you too."
"We'll leave you two alone." Anna's father said, nodding for Adam to follow him.
They left the room, and Anna was confused. She didn't know whether to say goodbye to Jenna, or just say goodbye as they left.
Jenna stared at her, as if she understood her confusion, and took her by the hand and made her sit down next to her on the comfortable sofa. Anna then remembered that this was Camille's sofa and gritted her teeth in anger. The sofa was too sophisticated and comfortable, and she didn't want it to have those perks. It was just supposed to be an escape valve for her husband while she wasn't around. Anna turned to Jenna, who was watching her in silence with a sad smile on her lips.
"Have you met Camille?" Anna asked, trying as she might, she couldn't ignore the fact that she was under the same roof as Max's lover.
"Yes, I did. She's a good person. You shouldn't resent her, Anna."
Anna was indignant at Jenna's words. She felt like asking Jenna if she was her friend or her enemy, but preferred to make the other woman feel like she was in her place.
"If it was Dad who had a mistress, wouldn't you resent her?"
"Actually, I was your father's mistress for all these years... He never forgot his mother. And soon, perhaps, I'll meet her and find out what she thinks of it."
"You haven't answered me. I don't want to know Mom's opinion, because I believe she would kill Sarah with her bare hands."
"Ah, Anna. Do you believe that your mother, with the Bruma dominated and manifested within her, would be too naïve to realize what was happening around her?"
"What do you mean?"
Jenna took a deep breath.
"I know what you came here for, Anna."
"What did Dad say to you?" Anna asked, probing to find out how much Jenna knew of her destiny.
"Many beautiful things, which I've waited and longed to hear all my life, followed by his farewell. He found out that your mother's diary was never stolen. And he gave me his sentence."
"You... - Anna swallowed. "Jenna, how can you stay so calm?"
"There's no point in despairing over something inevitable. I knew that one day he would find out, and that would be the end of me. I knew it and I still did it."
"Why did you pretend to steal the diary?"
"Actually, it's not a diary. Someone wrote your family history as if it were fiction. But your mother confided in me that it was a real story. Her story."
"I still don't understand why she hid it... What was in that diary that made you hide it? Risk your life?"
"Your mother, Anna."
"What about her?"
"She foresaw her own death and what would happen to her body."
Anna stared at her with an understanding look.
"So... In the diary there was the location of Mom's body? That's what you tried to hide?"
"Exactly. I didn't realize that detail before. When Adam took you to live with him, I decided to read the contents of the book, and ended up discovering, much to my amazement, by the way, how accurate your mother's predictions were. But that's not surprising, really. She was a powerful mist, but I'd never lived through one before."
"And why is it so important for you to hide the fate of her body? Did you do it just to keep Dad by your side? To love like that is pitiful... Using blackmail to bind a person to you. Don't you see how... false. Never knowing if a person is with you because they really love you, and knowing if that place by your side is what they wanted to be? That's unacceptable."
"Is that what your father told you?"
"Is it a lie?"
"I don't know. He... He seemed to love me."
"He lied so that you would reveal where you put Mom's body. Deep down, he sentenced her to death for it. Because you hid it from him all this time. And I'm sorry to tell you now, but you were a fool. If you had told him where she was, he would have buried her along with his love. He'd get over it. But you hiding Mom's body from him meant that he couldn't grieve and turned against you, and finding her body became his obsession. Have you thought about that?"
"I didn't hide the burial site, Anna. I really don't know where it is. And I didn't hide from him who took the body, for his sake, but for yours and your mother's."
"Who took it?"
Jenna shook her head in the negative.
"I'll take that information to the grave. Since there's no hope for me, why not spare yourself? Better to let life take its course... If it's your destiny to know one day, I'm sure it will come to you."
Anna was silent for a moment.
"You said you read the diary."
"Yes."
"Can you at least tell me the contents, my family history?"
"I don't know if I should."
"I've been searching for my origin story for too long, Jenna. I've seen people say that I'm a Bruma, that my mother was a Bruma, and that all my blood died because of this lineage, but I've never understood what that means. Please don't leave me in this anguish."
"Tell me about yourself Anna. And during our conversation, I'll make the decision to tell you, or not to tell you, about your family."
"There's nothing about my life that Dad shouldn't have told you."