“Siena, are you excited to see grandpa?” Christian kissed her cheek. It was one day before the family shoot, and I had somehow managed to push Christian to talk about Dario’s position with Franco. “Please behave normally around my dad,” Christian requested. “What do you mean?” “I mean that you do
“Come, come!” Lucio opened his arms when we reached the door. Christian handed me Siena and nearly ran into his dad’s embrace. “It looks like even you are replaceable,” I whispered to Siena, who was asleep in my arms. “I missed you. I thought you didn’t want to see me.” Lucio complained before he k
“You see, Serena.” Cesca began as she walked towards me. “I think you’re trying to ruin this family, and you might not do it on purpose...but you’re doing it.” She stated. I took a step back and avoided her gaze. “This will backfire, and do you know why?” Cesca asked, while I shook my head. Even th
Christian “You’re unbelievably stupid if you think that I’ll sit back and do nothing while you’ve been looking at Dario the same way you once looked at my son.” Christian smoked his cigarette and tried to erase that horrible sentence from his thoughts. He had heard it, all of it. He knew Cesca an
“Christian, I would never—“ “There you are!” Franco interrupted the two as he opened the door to the office. “Grandpa, I’ve seen your face more times than I’ve seen my own this week.” Dario laughed as he pulled him into a hug. It was at times like this when Christian would get jealous of his cousi
Christian “Thank you for everything...I appreciate it.” Dario began. Christian sighed and leaned back in his chair. “That’s what family does. We look out for each other.” Christian spoke. “Well, most of us.” Christian’s thoughts went back to his uncle and the terrifying monsters he had created. H
“Just friends?” Christian spoke as he looked at Dario as if he had just told him the biggest lie. “Dario, I’m not stupid. I can see the way you look at her.” “I’m serious. I need you to stay away from her.” Christian requested one more time. Dario kept his calm and shook his head. “No, why? Is it b
“Am I annoying you? You haven’t said a single word to me the entire drive.” I smiled as I placed my hand on top of Christian’s. He seemed irritated, and his answers were short and off. I had asked countless questions, from the meeting to his grandpa to the reason why Dario left without greeting me—