JOGGING

MATTIA

"Okay, after Harper leaves the room, try to get her to talk, and find out what she was talking about with my mother." I ended the phone call with Mabel.

Alessio sat on my sofa with a bruise on the corner of his lip. No, he didn't fight anyone. But I know who hurt him like that; he just received a blow from my father.

"Niko is dead, I'm holding his wife and two daughters!" I said.

Alessio was silent; his face was bent. In our teenage years, he often received beatings from my father, while I would just stand in the corner of the room watching it all. My father said, if I love my brother, then I have to let him bear the pain for the mistakes he has to take responsibility for, right?

"His first daughter is pregnant!" I said.

Alessio gasped; he looked at me with his tense eyes. "Damn it, that's impossible, that means that bitch is also sleeping with other men, besides me," he replied.

Finally, he admitted his actions. My father didn't care who we made love with; he let us continue t