BIANCA'S POV

In no time, I was done eating and returned to the bed. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and Greta stepped in again.

"Are you done eating?" She asked, to which I nodded. "Great! Nonno asked that I brought you down."

"Now?" I asked, my hands shaking.

"Yes, now." She replied. "Come with me." She instructed, flashing me an encouraging smile. It actually helped my nerves and I was able to move my legs. I followed behind her silently, as we made our way down the stairs. Once we got to the living room, I saw Manuel standing, facing some people. His family,...