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ut hesitation: It was when they murdered my mother. I remember that day s

veled a week earlier to Sicily to close an important deal and were already on their way back home. But

he leader, the plans are made and executed. But here it is not just between rival clans, it goes beyond that. There

o vs.

that accumulates on

what she was: mother, wife, and the only true love we knew at home. My father has refused to replace her with a

a photo of the two

lying. Because we have seen it firsthand, and i

rs, in order and complete silence, leave theirs. Alessio, Fabio, and Luca step back after placing their flo

essage, mother, and it is: '

the weather worsens, like our emotions. The sky grows darker. The sn

and talk business. The Gravano are waiting for our father's death to return to old habits, and we are preparing for

. And unfortunately, the day is approaching because Don Salvatore

ements for his funeral. This morning, your father met with his lawyer and

slight nod and set my win

ffin when someone is still alive," Fabio says to Vittorio with a threatening to

e, as the eldest son." I cut him off before he continues. Vittorio doesn't deserve

ything when I

ther, it wasn't

rstand his pain, but bad attitud

t well in days; in fact, now and then he brings the fork to his mouth but doesn't eat. Alessio only leaves the house to go to the company, and when he retu

a father, an example. He spoiled us, some more than others-the two youngest-but he was not indulgent regarding education, professional

dfather for your disrespect. You're not talking to just

e, lowers his gaze, takes a deep breath,

I'm stressed, tired, and I took out my frustrat

, and Vitto just

is bu

m door, the nurse peeks her head in, and I glare at her

ke a deep breath and loo

pened the door without

ust... I don't know.

of finishing a co

ore just pa

t, but I look at the cl

way?" My brothers are alrea

Her gaze is fixed on her feet

nutes ag

and he already kno