When morning came, Nikolas arrived at the mansion only to find it reduced to ashes. Firefighters were still clearing the rubble.

—Whhaaaat happened?! Elizaaabeth!!! —Nikolas ran toward the wreckage, but the firefighters stopped him.

—Sir, there’s nothing left to rescue.

—My sister, my sister was in there!

—There are several charred bodies, men and women. We couldn’t say if one of them is your sister. There’s almost nothing left of them, only some bones and teeth.

—A baby… there was a baby!

—If there was a baby, he must have been completely destroyed. The heat almost disintegrated the adults’ bodies… babies are even more fragile.

—Noooooo! —Nikolas rushed into the ruins where the burned bodies lay. He moved everything until he found the remains of one carrying a necklace with an “E,” the same one he had given his sister when she turned eighteen and that she had never taken off. He grabbed it in his hands and whispered—: Elizabeth… —he fell to his knees, crying—. Sister, nooo… why? I to