And you're back

The entrance hall is as grand and impressive as ever, and Vittorio stands in the middle, looking at you with a mixture of relief and sternness.

You stand in the entrance hall, feeling the weight of the past five years. The familiar surroundings are a stark contrast to your memories of New York. Your grandfather's gaze is stern but with a hint of relief. Alessandro stands beside him, his expression unreadable.

You look around the familiar entrance hall, taking in the details. The air feels heavy with expectation. The house hasn't changed much, but you have. You feel a mix of nostalgia and apprehension.