Chapter11 Talk

Aurelia bit her lip, the anxiety coursing through her veins, causing her to pace the room frantically. The ringtone seemed to buzz endlessly in her ears, though it had only been a matter of minutes since she initiated the call. Nervousness gripped her so tightly that her hands threatened to tremble. “Hello, Mrs. Di Angelis-Castellan.” As the voice on the other end of the line spoke, Aurelia's heart pounded with a mixture of relief and anticipation. She stopped her restless pacing, clutching the phone with both hands to her ear. “Good day, Wrenfleur. I’m glad you remember me.” “I’m indebted to the late Madam Celestine. Of course, I remember you.” “I am truly grateful you answered my call for help.” “It’s the least I could do to honor Celestine. Her daughter should not be wronged while I am alive.” Aurelia felt a rush of emotion, touched by Wrenfleur's words. “Is it alright to see you whenever you are free?” “I look forward to it. We can then discuss your predicament