afi
pulled out
I'd sent in the seconds before Dante grabbed me. D
ssed against wet brick, still stupid e
screen. A muscle
dialed m
e said. "The little coward is
eaker, sharp with wine and irritation. "S
nts att
in whatever h
r ended
o my father by a line I couldn't see but couldn't break. The next, I wa
l police
sk, soaked to the bone, he
's been missing for fourteen hou
sing person reports require auth
ans are the
ex
file a report. They don't care about her. But she's missi
. It was the sound of someone who knew she was
own helplessness re
icked up a di
ognized them-soldiers from my father's crew. Marco and Enzo. Men w
ed Aria by
a tantrum. Seeking attention
ou don't u
to the rain and threw h
on scraped palms, soaked and shaking, tears cutt
RAF
ould call me back from wherever I'd gone. Like the fo
I'm right here. I'm sorry about the l
ldn't h
streaming down her face, and she cri
to my father tightened, and I was dragged backward through the da
-
back at the estate, following my f
t my head down. I'd moved quickly through the corridors, avoiding eye contact with the portraits of Family patr
in the plaster. The way the chandelier light caught the fingerprints
rose up wit
correcting my stance. "Again," he said when I missed. "Again," when I hit the target. "Again," until my arms ached an
and asked him to come home for cake. An hour
me I'd k
oss the dining table. Lobster. Shrimp. Clams. She knew I was allerg
" she
he shel
jaw and force
My parents watched from their chairs. They didn't call a doctor. They dragged m
hattered on the concrete below. The titanium plate and seven scr
t me with her purse while the
issed. So dramatic. A
afia relatives praised me at a family dinner. My mother waited
nd a cheat, and you will nev
the ones I'd bought myself because my parents h
ps and the desperate hope that if I just achieved enough-if I just scored hig
never
ied before my final exam results came out. I had died without ever ac
was in th
uca's chair-had an empty plate set before it, a candle burning beside
k echoed thr
doors sw
walke
iv
he fingers of a pregnant woman. My mother's wineglass slipped from her fingers and
l seconds, no
ver his face, his shoulders, his chest, checking that he was real. My father foll
y mother's voice was a s
wered h
UV. I wanted to escape the blood oath. I wanted to run away with Elena."
ind her like she was shi
ked out, pulling Luca into h
The same hands that had bolted my windows shut. The same hands
air with a gentleness I'd spe
ache, every hunger, every desperate attempt to earn a love that was never mine to
you for eight years. And you're holding
couldn'
never
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