15 years ago, Amelie Russo gave birth to twin girls. The first girls in over 3 generations of Russo children.
However, the mafia is a dangerous world full of dangerous people. After a kidnapping when the twins were 5, only one twin remained. This wa...
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"I wasn't born to be soft and quiet. I was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips." -Unknown
~Recap~ (Giovanni's POV)
He's protecting something.
Protecting... someone?
He sighs in sadness and annoyance. "I don't even know what to do anymore, Gio. We missed so much. So fucking much. They're different and our family is broken and I don't know what to do! I promised our parents I'd look out for them and I haven't even managed to do that!" He says in frustration.
I look at him shocked.
He may be my brother but he's not talked this emotionally in years.
"I don't know." I reply.
I really don't know.
"We never should have left." He says
"I know."
~Now~ (Lila's POV)
It's been another three days.
I've been trying to sneak out through the window but it seems that Alessandro has tripled the security around the house.
Probably to stop me sneaking off again...
I've been camping out in my room in defiance of their stupid comments.
And because I've been waaaaaay to embarrassed about my outburst to see their glaring faces again.
But alas... as I hear knocking on my door, I realise luck is not on my side today.
Or any day in matter of fact.
"Come on, Lila. You can't hide in here forever! It's been three days! Have you even eaten?" Giovanni shouts through the door.
No. No I fucking haven't.
I hear him sigh through the door.
"She's not answering, Sandro. It's been three days! It's not healthy! What if- I mean- what if she's dead?" He whispers.
Ah interesting. Gio's been the only one knocking on my door so far. Alessandro's not come by once, nor has any of the others. Which I'm so grateful for to be honest.
