*Bella*
My footsteps hurried across the pavement of the Leonardi mansion as I removed my sunglasses, tucking them into my handbag. I was clad in a soft beige dress, with delicate straps barely visible beneath the black jacket that draped over my shoulders, ready for my pizza date with the triplets. As I stepped into the grand hall, a servant rushed towards me. Everyone who worked here knew me already; I had been coming to this mansion with my parents since childhood. It was like a second home to me.
"How may I help you, Miss Bella?" the maid asked politely.
"Where are the children?" I inquired, scanning the area.
"Just a minute! I am calling them," she replied before hurrying off up the stairs.
A few minutes later, the children came bounding down the staircase, their laughter echoing
