The sun beamed down on the opulent Montero mansion as Antonio's sleek black limousine pulled up to the grand entrance. The driver stepped out, opening the door for him with a bow. Antonio stepped out of the car and took a deep breath, relishing the tranquil atmosphere that surrounded the Montero's Mansion like it had been too long since he last visited. His face brightened up with a broad smile. It was a new look that got maids and servants whispering to one another. He made his way straight to his grandma's mansion. The queue of servants bowing as he walked past them could feel the different aura too. “Welcome back young master, Antonio”. And for the first time in years, Antonio responded. “Thanks, how are you all doing?” They were too stunned to reply immediately, could it be a trick question? However, leaving Montero hanging would lead to a very regrettable penalty. “We are good, thanks young master Antonio”. They chorused. Antonio nodded with a smile and approached the massive double doors of Grandma's mansion, they swung open to reveal a team of impeccably dressed maids and servants, standing at attention in the marble foyer. Their faces filled with fear as they recognized Antonio's presence. “Welcome back, young master Antonio,” the head housekeeper of Grandma Elizabeth’s mansion, Maria, greeted him warmly, her eyes crinkling with instant anxiety. “Thank you, Maria, is my grandma awake?” Antonio replied. “Yes…yes of course, she is in her private spa”. She replied with a trembling tone and immediately led the way, wondering within her, the reason behind the sudden niceness of the young master towards her. Antonio followed her immediately. As he made his way through the beautifully manicured flower gardens that leads to their destination, the sounds of chirping birds and the gentle rustle of leaves accompanied him. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air. Antonio cherished these moments of respite, feeling a connection to his past childhood memories with his grandmother, who had played such a significant role in shaping his life. As they reached his grandmother's private spa, the maid paused briefly before knocking gently on the heavy wooden door, waiting for permission to enter. “Don’t worry. You can leave now”. Antonio said to her. Maria bowed and left the place. Opening the door to the luxurious spa, Antonio was enveloped in a wave of warmth and serenity. Soft music was playing in the background, perfectly complementing the Zen-like ambiance of the space. The low lighting and trickling water from ornate fountains set the mood for relaxation. He walked towards the reception desk, where a maid greeted him. “Welcome back, Young master Antonio”. “Where is my grandma?” “She's in the private relaxation lounge with her therapist.” Antonio nodded in gratitude and headed towards the lounge area. Approaching one of the doors, Antonio could hear soothing music playing softly from within. It was Grandma's favorite, for some reason he found himself drawn to such gentle sounds and nodding to their rhythm. He pushed the open gently, revealing a cozy and luxurious space. The room was adorned with plush furniture and adorned with intricate artwork, exuding an air of elegance. His eyes landed on his grandmother, Elizabeth, who sat in a comfortable chair surrounded by dimmed lights, her silver hair cascading down her shoulders, facing the other direction. A skilled therapist stood behind her, rhythmically massaging her scalp and temples with expert hands. Her long silver hair looked quite healthy and beautiful. “Who was that?” Grandma demanded in a whisper. “Young master Antonio”. The therapist whispered back. The soft, melodic tunes of tranquility filled the room, harmonizing with the muted sounds of water gently trickling from a nearby fountain. Antonio approached them with a fond smile. “Grandma," Antonio greeted softly, careful not to disturb her tranquil atmosphere. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything important.” He smiled with his two hands tucked into his pockets. Shoulders raised in a timid shrug. Grandma Elizabeth's eyes fluttered open, her face breaking into a radiant smile upon seeing her beloved grandson. “Antonio, you could never interrupt anything important. I missed you so much my handsome fox”. Her sharp gaze softened more this time. “Where have you been, Antonio?” She asked, her voice carrying a hint of relief. “A weekend vacation… I needed some time to relax, you know, but I missed you more.” Antonio smiled and kissed her cheeks. Grandma Elizabeth was very surprised at his gesture. “Okay…you are in a good mood today which is very unusual…what happened?” She gave him a suspicious look, Antonio just smiled back. Unsatisfied, she then looked over his shoulders, behind him. “Where is your bride? Angela?” “She is at home with her family, but don't worry she will be back to the mansion soon”. Antonio replied with a smile. Grandma looked more disturbed by the answer instead of relieved. Pulling up a nearby chair, Antonio settled in, enchanted by the gentle caress of the soothing music. He watched, almost in a trance, as the therapist's hand meticulously worked through Mama Elizabeth's hair, their touch seemingly infused with magic. “I have plenty of questions Antonio”. Grandma Elizabeth called his attention back to her. As the hair massage came to a gentle conclusion, the therapist stepped back, respectfully acknowledging Antonio's presence before quietly leaving the room. “Now I need answers”. Grandma Elizabeth said as soon as the therapist was gone.