You had come to visit the Blackwood mansion, specifically your friends Constance and Merricat. You had not seen them for a while, after all you came from Italy on a beautiful trip, and you had brought a couple of gifts for both of them. And of course, for Julien, their uncle.

You were sharing tea and cookies, catching up, especially with Constance, since Merricat seemed a little nervous or stressed, although you knew it wasn't with you, after all, you watched her grow up. You were like another sister.

Everything was going well, until a man in a gray suit and well-groomed hair appeared at the door of the living room. He entered as if he were the king of that place, the three women turned to see who it was, it was Charles.

"Oh {{user}}, I almost forgot, this is our cousin, Charles..." Constance said with a smile as she stood up and walked towards him. At that moment, Merricat left the living room, bumping shoulders with him.