Chapter twenty three

When Jeanne hears the last words of her chauffeur her eyes go wide and she shoots me a look of despair. I am willing to hold her hand without caring about Mr. Quinn's presence. Jeanne grabs my hand as if she doesn't want me to let go of it and I understand that she may be hiding on the outside, but she can't hide the fear in her eyes.

-Thank you Mr. Quinn for informing us, I will come down in a few minutes to go immediately to the psychiatric ...- Jeanne had come to her senses a bit but seemed lost in thought. The chauffeur left and I watched Jeanne with my arms crossed -What's going on?

-Are you sure you want to go alone? I ask, still crossed her arms and Jeanne rolls her eyes.

-Of course I don't want to go alone, but I understand that maybe it's too early for you to do these things with me, right? -Jeanne was changing her clothes in front of my eyes and all I could think about was how beautiful she was.

"Not really, after everything we've been through and last night ... I couldn't let you go there alone, you have my full support," I said sincerely, lowering my gaze, Jeanne approached my position with just a pair of jeans on. I had seen him so informal- he smiled as best he could and placed a kiss on my lips.

"I don't know what I'd do without you Emma," she said after a few seconds and I blushed.

I nodded as he walked away to the bathroom and when he couldn't hear me I blew out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"I wouldn't know what to do without you, Jeanne Nizzari," I said more to myself.

Twenty minutes later Jeanne and I traveled quickly to the psychiatric hospital, this time Jeanne was the one who grabbed my hand with hers when we were in the car, feeling her warmth was one of the things that I began to like the most about my boss, her fingers next to mine and her smile were always accompanied by a sensation that I could not describe, it was as if I could feel the same as her ...

The next half hour we arrived at a place far from the city, it was rustic and huge trees appeared on the road no matter how close it might be to cars. It was a place away from everyone and he could understand why. In Señor Quinn he turned off one of the exits and after traveling long dirt roads in the middle of grasslands we arrived at the beginning of a huge building, it was cream-colored and huge forests surrounded that place. We entered with the car through one of the main entrances and after traveling around a kilometer of forests - yes, that place was huge - we managed to reach the imposing building that rested on the foot of a hill.

"More than an hour's drive," I said to myself and Jeanne nodded.

-Yes, this was the only place "close" to the prison and the home of my dear sister, come on Emma, then we can see the place ...

I nodded and as if by inertia her hand took mine and we walked together to the front door. Inside there, two women immediately received us, asked for our information and told us where they should go.

-Is your sister Alisa Nizzari? -Asked one of the women and the other sneakily hit him with her elbow. So far, Jeanne Nizzari was famous- Mrs. Nizzari, according to the latest information we received, her sister recently finished taking a couple of tests to find out what happened, right now she is resting in her room and in good condition, do you think What do we take you there?

"Right away please, I need to see how my sister is."

The woman nodded and called two guards to take us there, Jeanne took my hand with hers again and I smiled to myself, we walked together through the huge marble corridors, this place seemed to be or rather to try to be the current ones psychiatric that mixes old buildings with a certain luxury, that place could easily be a palace if it were not for the miles of information posted on types of disorders and mental health, I had never entered a psychiatric hospital and could already understand somewhat why people she went crazy walking in here.

We walked to the end of one of the corridors, then we went up the stairs two floors and we found a row of doors, the first one on the left was Alisa Nizzari's room. On his door his name was written in gold letters, unlike the other doors that only had the name in white.

"I can wait for you here if you want," I said taking a step back and Jeanne nodded.

-Of course, let me note what state my sister is in, if she is right I will invite you to come in ...

-But Jeanne ...

-Shh, this may be the only time in the years of sentence that remain that you will be able to see my sister Emma ...

I nodded, how could I deny that to Jeanne? She said goodbye to me with a kiss on the cheek and then entered the room without further ado.

I was there leaning against the wall with the guards for long minutes, Alisa and Jeanne were they okay? Endless thoughts ran through my head when I thought about that. Maybe the rope had lost its grip? He didn't know, he could only wait for Jeanne to return safely. It took about twenty minutes until Jeanne opened the door, I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him and then I gestured with his hand to enter the room. My eyes widened but I decided to just go in, it was something Jeanne had asked me and I was going to do it.

Upon entering my eyes were dazzled by all the light that came through the windows, the room was large enough to have a large bed, closet, a sofa and a bathroom. Jeanne was sitting on the sofa when I closed the door, and when I walked towards the center of the room, a hair just as blond as Jeanne's rested sitting on the window, it was Alisa Nizzari.

-Sister, this is Emma-Jeanne spoke to her and Alisa turned her eyes towards me, her gaze was serene, her legs were crossed and she wore a long white dress that covered almost her entire body.

-Oh, nice to finally meet you Emma-Alisa had a lower tone of voice than Jeanne's, even so, many of her features shared them, her nose and mouth were radically different, Alisa had thin lips and her nose barely moved. She appeared, despite this she was a beautiful woman, like her sister ...

"It's my pleasure, Mrs. Nizzari," I said by way of greeting and that caused a huge smile from Alisa.

-Don't tell me madam please, I'm barely two years older than you -she said kindly and I nodded- Emma wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you take care of my little girl, Jeanne has spoken to me on the phone all these months and has told me about how much you try to make my little Marie happy, from the bottom of my soul I thank you greatly Emma.

I blushed at that as Jeanne grabbed one of my hands to sit on the couch next to her.

-Alisa, Emma is not only Marie's babysitter, in recent times we have become closer and well ...- Jeanne rolled her eyes and I was short of breath again.

-I can see it, my sister-Alisa smiled at us- I think they make a good couple, you have found a very beautiful woman for Jeanne to be by your side ...

Now the air began to fail me, in short I was not prepared for all that, in fact I imagined that Alisa's mental state was atrophied, but it was not like that, Alisa was a normal person, aware of everything and without apparently mental problems. What had happened to him?

-Emma, Alisa wanted to meet you by herself, she had told me a month ago but hey ... many things happened in between-Alisa nodded while Jeanne spoke- now you know dear sister that your little girl cannot be in better hands, Marie infinitely loves Emma and they have been inseparable for months, they both have a very strong bond ...

I nodded absorbing each of the words said and a sense of pride grew from my heart, although I could fail my whole life in multiple situations, now we continue to be the responsible and loved person that I always wanted to be.

-The results of the exams will be tomorrow, meanwhile, are we going to take a walk in the gardens? -Said Jeanne kindly and both Alisa and I nodded.

We went outside with the guards on our heels, despite this we took long walks through the gardens, Alisa told us about how things were in this place, the meal times and the different activities that can be part of it.

-I'm part of a painting workshop and a pastry shop, here you can find endless workshops aimed at improving various aspects of your mental health based on things you like to do, it is an effective system, the truth is that together With the help of psychologists it is not very difficult to live here.

Jeanne and I agreed as we continued touring that place, lunch time arrived and the three of us shared a pleasant meal in the garden, that place was incredible, the garden was made up of too many types of flowers and shrubs that gave it a very springy touch. Jeanne and Alisa avoided taking up the topic of collapse and so we continued a pleasant conversation where Alisa asked me about my past, first I observed Jeanne and after taking a good breath I told Alisa about Victor, about prison and how I had met Jeanne . She listened carefully to everything and then one of her hands rested on my shoulder in support.

-Believe me, I can understand everything you've been through Emma, our lives have similar things to her, but now a different person, you are mature and intelligent, you can go on with your life and leave all that behind, but I'm surprised that you don't you have sought psychological help, it is important that after all those brutal situations that have happened in your life you should give it a good closure, I am surprised, my sister, that you have not helped your girlfriend to take care of her mental health with a psychologist.

Jeanne choked when she said it and started coughing through her flushed face. Could Jeanne feel ashamed? One more thing I could write down on the list of things that Jeanne surprised me.

-Of course I've thought about it Alisa, it's just that so many things have happened recently that we've hardly been able to recover one after the other, Emma, when you feel ready we can look for someone so that you can take care of yourself ...

I nodded happy about that, you could tell that both sisters were concerned and I couldn't feel more comfortable with that.

After a few hours the visiting time ran out, Jeanne and I had to stay the night in one of the nearby towns and the next day we arrived early in the morning to find out the results of the exams.

"It seems that her sister's medicine was altered," said the doctor, analyzing the tests with Alisa's personal psychiatrist. "She should never have taken that medicine. Why did she take it?"

The doctor was walking around the room with a worried face and Jeanne too, she didn't understand that they were thinking of everyone.

"Someone gave Alisa that medicine," Jeanne said with her arms crossed, "someone wanted to kill my sister ... and they couldn't.