land, N

ssa

e hell have you guys been?! Papa h

ng glare making me roll my eyes as I gestured at a passe

t the judgmental shoes on, sis. C

oria before she took her other arm. Together, we lugged our little sist

h I loved her despite the fact that she just made me pi

That little brat better thank her lucky

's glare down at me. I knew a shit storm was coming, could fucking feel it to the core of me but

yself and having control over a small port

s when you disobey him and yet you do it every single time. Are you not tired of the punishments? Of

for my sister. I loved her so much. She was my blood, my big sister that I once loo

ody existence throws at her. She is willing to continue being a pawn in our Papa

Mafia man wants in a woman in this world. Be

h this. I will find a way through this da

as I'm told. I wasn't born to conform to this fucked up life. I can't smile and watch as they sign my life away to some ev

ons grew all the more at my words. I was not sorry for giving h

ad gi

ry a man whose hands were stained with the blood of so many i

otions of a life away from this. You don't realize that your family will never change. No matter where you go, you will still be a Rinaldi. And Papa w

his world to ever really run. If not Papa, then his enemies would come for us were we to stray from th

s have a targ

unfold. I can't live with myself in such a world. A world where I did nothing to g

This discussion had always become heated, always full of hostility. We were both too st

an thank my Father for. The ability to fi

ness? Fine. Go right ahead. Maybe he'll knock some sense into you. But do Not drag To

ain just to spite her. We were lurking on dangerous territory, hanging on the edge of what usually ensued into a full blo

sister no less. Did you rip your feminism out of your body and choke it to death with th

I met her head on. I refused to back down, especially from this. It w

iefs. If she doesn't want to be stuck in the shit life that every other woman in the dark world we live in is then that's her dec

ther. The air bristled with the electricity

fensive against my own damn sister. I hated that we had to argue like this. I hat

ighting between you two, especially on t

e who followed her husband's lead and kept her head down. Defiance, anger...they were rare emotions

n us. It was no secret that I had not taken

, Mama! She is

rm away from me. Never was she one to speak back to our mother or anyone other

e a problem that should certainly be d

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