The lounge turned so quiet that one could hear the sound of pin dropping. Everyone stood frozen in place as they watched the mad man pick a slipper from the floor.
Osvaldo held it like it was the crown jewel of the universe. His silver eyes glinted with a wild sort of joy, like a child who'd just found buried treasure in the backyard. The air grew tense as he turned it over in his hands.
Nobody dared move. Even the maids stepped back slowly, like prey tiptoeing around a predator. They knew this look. Oh, they knew it too well.
Their master had entered that phase again.
The crazy phase. At this point, Osvaldo had morphed into someone else.
Maybelline's lips parted. "You will pay if anything happens to..."
"SHHHHH." Osvaldo spun to her so fast she jumped. "Don't ruin it. Don't ruin the moment."
