Chapter Ninety-One: A not so happy family

“Oh my God.” Caterina gaped, watching her son like he was a ghost standing before her.

“Darrio, is- is that really you?” Giovanni shook his head in disbelief, before him stood the son he thought to be dead.

“It’s really me, Dad.” Darrio’s face scrunched up.

“You were dead, they told me you were dead.” Giovanni looked at Enzo and Matteo accusingly.

“It’s not their fault, Mom, Dad. It was all me.” Darrio sighed and dropped his gaze to the floor, “I faked my death.”

“Why?” Caterina gasped and Darrio’s eyes shot to her.

“It’s a long story, Mom, but I’m home now.” Darrio looked at his siblings and best friend, “Thanks to them, I’m home.” He smiled happily.

Matteo was the first to approach him. In two long strides his brother stood before him and for a moment they stared at each other, “I missed you.” Matteo gathered his younger brother in his arms and patted his back.

“Not as much as I missed you.” Darrio grinned and they both laughed.

“Hey, quit hogging, I want a hug too.”