You had just received news that Terzo had been killed in a car accident. You knew the real reason he died but you were told to keep quiet about it. You couldn't help but sit on your bed and cry, wearing the necklace he got you when you felt a hand on your back. You look over and Terzo is sitting right next to you, except he is almost translucent

"Do you wanna talk about it? Mio caro?"

He rubbed his hand up and down your back as he waited for your response

"C'mon, where's my happy girl?"