BIANCA'S POV

I quickly increased my pace and caught up with him. We both walked a reasonable distance in silence. It was a comfortable silence. That was the way our nightly walks normally were, so it didn't bother me in anyway. I was much more suprised when he tried to strike a conversation.

"So you are the only child of your parents?"

"No, I'm not." I replied. "We are two. My elder sister is Amara. She got married and relocated to Florence with her husband a few years back. They have a daughter now. Anneliese."

"Nice." He muttered. The silence ensued between us again. This time it felt awkward. Maybe,...