Home At Last.

Touch down took a few hours, but the moment Amara arrived in Italy, she was heavily welcomed by the people and staff of her home. Lined up in a straight line, several bodyguards and staffs, all dressed in black well tailored suits, bowed at the waist as soon as they saw her. “Welcome home, Ms. Crawford!” Amara smiled. Although it had been years since she last received treatment like this, she was no stranger to it. “Thank you, everyone.” She greeted and they straightened up, all looking a bit elated by her presence. “It’s great to have you back, Ms. Crawford. How was the trip?” Xavier, the head butler asked. “Of course it was good!” A voice interrupted before Amara could speak. She snapped her head in the direction it had came from and a smile painted her entire face the movement she saw her grandfather, Elvis, walking towards her. “Grandfather,” “Welcome home, my child.” He embraced her in a hug and Amara hugged him back, the same smile still on her face. “I missed you.” She muttered.