Genevieve's POV
"I knew I'd find you all here. Hello, Genevieve."
"Hello," I forced a smile.
"Yes, you look tired," Andrea observes.
"I'm utterly and completely drained."
"Come on, let's head downstairs; give Genevieve some space," Claudia suggested, getting off the bed.
"Okay, let's go," Allegra said as they began leaving the bedroom.
"I'll meet you downstairs in a little while," I mentioned.
"Alright," Camilla acknowledged before closing the door.
I left the bedroom in search of Noah. I kept looking until I found him curled up on Adelina's lap inside Stefano's room as she gently rocked him to sleep with a bandage covering his left palm.
"You can come in, you know?"
Adelina's voice stopped me as I was about to go downstairs to the kitchen.
I slowly entered the bedroom, sitting on a chair beside Stefano's bed.
"Uh… where's my mom?"
"She stepped out a few hours ago to get something at the grocery store. She'll be back soon."