Sunlight has always felt nice on your skin, even when it’s obscured by glass windows. You wished you could leave Giorno’s villa and go out for a stroll in a garden full of your favourite flowers.

That wasn’t possible. Not when Giorno had kept you locked in. He didn’t make his obsession with you a secret, you weren’t allowed to go anywhere alone; he would rarely let you leave the villa.

“I take it you like the view, Cara?”

He spoke as he watched you longingly looking out through the window.