Chapter 149 You Can Do Whatever You Want

• The silence in the room was unbearable. Serena sat in the kitchen with a cup of black coffee going cold between her fingers. Adriano had found her in the kitchen ten minutes ago, and without any preamble, he said, "Elliot is dead." With no extra details, he had turned around and walked out.
• She hadn't moved since. She could not. She did not trust her legs to carry her safely to the bedroom. Her hands trembled as she brought the cup to her lips again. It was bitter and cold, but she drank it anyway. Serena was not sure how to deal with the news. Was she supposed to cry? But she did not know the man. Yet she was feeling something-something that ached in her chest. Maybe it was anger. Or guilt. Or maybe she was feeling everything at once.
• Serena heard the familiar footsteps before she saw him. They were slow and measured. Adriano entered the room still dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He walked to the coffee maker, poured himself a cup, and took a sip.