(Renata Pellegrini)I stare at the object in his hands, I don't know why, but my heart squeezes, I have no idea what he has on the other side and for some inexplicable reason I feel... afraid? But I'm already in deep shit anyway. I take the picture frame and turn it over, I lock my jaw as I recognize the male figure in the picture... it's my father... he's holding a baby and next to him is a woman, I feel my heart beating faster, it's like I'm looking in a mirror...“That woman…” I start to speak, but Vicenzo interrupts me.“Marieta Martinelli, the principessa della famiglia Martinelli.” He speaks. “Your mother gave her life for you.”“I-that can't be true.” I speak nervously. “I am Brazilian, I was born and raised in Brazil, I…”“You are Italian, you were born here, in Italy, your priest ran away with you to Brazil.”“This can't be true…” I say, still staring at the picture frame in my hands.“Haven't you ever found it strange that your father's name is not on your documents?” Vincen
(Renata Pellegrini)“I... don't want to talk to you.” I say and look away, I know that it is not fair to judge someone without first hearing the other side of the story, and I also have no reason to believe Vincenzo, but the memories are too strong.“Understand, I know…” Dominic starts to speak.“She said no.” Vicenzo interrupts him roughly, emphasizing my answer. “It's time to go home, Dominic.”“I'm not leaving here without la mia nipotina!” - “My granddaughter," Dominic says authoritatively. “And don't give me that she said no, here the woman only has speech if her guardian allows it, and I am her guardian. You know how things work…”“You are not mine!” I shout and stand up. “I don't even know who you are, how do you think you can have any kind of authority over me?”“I am your nonno!” - “Grandpa,”- “I have been looking for you for many years.”“You are nothing to me!” I speak with disgust, I may not have heard his side of the story, but just the fact that he is treating me like an
(Renata Pellegrini)I watch a woman in uniform place the food on my plate, the smell of lasagna permeating my nostrils, makes my stomach churn. I can't even remember the last time I ate.I can't help the memories; this is the second dish my father loved to make.If it were back then, I would feel shy to have someone putting the food out for me, as if I were an invalid, but after going out so much with Filippo to restaurants, social business dinners, I've gotten used to it. And that's how I see this house, it's just a place that I'm visiting, soon I'll be away from here.I feel like protesting about the amount put on my plate, but I need to maintain etiquette. As soon as the woman leaves the dining room, I start to eat. Unfortunately for etiquette, I can't keep my cool and eat quickly, I don't think it took me even a minute to finish the small slice.“Did it taste good?” Dominic speaks up, reminding me of his existence.“It was edible.” I speak trying to sound cold, but I wanted to say
(Filippo Valentini)After the doctor was done with my arm, I stared at the gate for a few more hours in a false hope that she would come back. But that didn't happen, that piece of shit managed to take her from me and right now they are so angry that I am using all my self-control not to go breaking everything.“Filippo, come to dinner.” Lais' voice had my concentration on the gate.“I'm not hungry.” I say without looking at her.The baby starts crying in her lap, this makes me look away and seeing my brother Matteo's wife with the baby in her arms, trying to make her stop crying while speaking sweet words makes my thoughts return to Renata. In a few months, the baby will be out of her belly, in her arms, she will look lovingly at the child... a child that may not be mine, but I will take over.“What happened? Vicenzo also said he is not hungry and locked himself in the office. You went out and came back bathed in blood.”“I thought the only thing you paid attention to was this baby.”
(Renata Pellegrini)“His gaze is just like mia sorella's.” - 'my sister', the voice of a strange man behind me makes me startle, I look back and the first thing I see is his well defined abdomen, I raise my gaze and as I fix my sights on his face I feel my whole face heat up with embarrassment.I look away and lower my head, gosh, that's the man I caught upstairs with the woman tied up! I hope she didn't see me.“Demetrius, figlio. - 'son', Dominic says, that makes me understand that the man I've caught is my zio! 'uncle'. Good heavens! How embarrassing!“Won't you look at me, mia nipote?” - 'my niece'. Demetrius says.I close my eyes tightly and take a deep breath, turn around and face him.“You look just like my fratella.” Demetrius says and holds my mother, and at the same moment I pull him away, only he and God knows where he had his hands, and from his few clothes - just a robe over a pair of shorts - I'm sure he hasn't showered or washed his hands. “But unlike her, you are not s
(Renata Pellegrini)“Rê!” I hear Caio's voice calling me, I look in his direction and he comes running to where I am.I can't hold it in and I cry on his shoulder, he squeezes me tighter into his embrace. It's been about five minutes since I got out of the jet, I was dropped off in a place I didn't know, before I came, I asked to call Amanda, asked her to come get me, but who showed up was Caio. Amanda must be very hurt, that makes me worried.“Relax, you're safe now.” Caio whispered in my ear.“How is Amanda?” I ask, calming down.“She's getting better...I left her at your house, she is now. Come, I'll take you.”I followed Caio to his car. He opens the door for me, on the way back home I think of Filippo, this time it was me who left without telling him, but unlike me, he knows where to find me.“Renata?” From far away I hear Caio's voice.“Hi.” I blink and stare at him.“Are you all, right?” he asks worriedly.“Yes, we are fine now.” I speak and smile, touching my belly.After an h
(Filippo Valentini)“Filippo!” I hear Vicenzo's voice calling me and I stop punching the punching bag.“Hi.” I answer the call and punch the bag again.“Dominic and Demetrius will be here soon.”Immediately stop hitting and hold the punch bag so that it stops swinging and making noise.“Why?” I ask, looking at him.Vicenzo leans against the wall and crosses his arms, his countenance serious.“They said he wanted to talk about his marriage to Renata.”“The wedding is two days away.”“And I haven't even spoken to Mamma and Laissez, but it will be a simple ceremony, after all, you have already dishonored the bride anyway.” Vicenzo stops talking and keeps watching me, I don't answer him, I know that in our world to have relations before marriage is to dishonor the girl's family and this motive can lead to war, but I didn't know that she was my fiancée and the world to which I thought she belonged, it is normal to have sex before marriage.“Sir.” A female employee's voice catches our atten
(Renata Pellegrini)“Are you sure you don't want to stay for lunch?” I ask as I walk Caio to the door.“I have to go visit my girlfriend.” He says sadly.My heart aches for him, Caio has always been a good friend and when he was finally happy with a great girl...unfortunately, a little over two weeks ago we found out she is with ovarian cancer, it is still in the early stages so still has a great chance of a cure. I pray a lot for them.“Tomorrow, I will visit her.” I speak, since she was admitted to the hospital, I haven't visited her yet.Well, for a long three days I was in jail, but four days before she was hospitalized and I didn't have time to go, I was always working and going to appointments, and I kept putting it off and putting it off... until the kidnapping happened...“Get well first, you are also going through a difficult time.” Caio kisses my forehead and simultaneously opens the door. “Take care, okay?”“Yes, take care of yourself too, okay?”“Okay.” Caio answers smilin