Chapter twenty

It's been more than a year now since Rosy and I came to Italy. She loves it here. She hated me for a while when I told her we aren't going back and that Matteo isn't her father but after 2 months she found this place as her home.

Rosy has more friends here than she did back home. We still live with my cousins but Simona managed to find me a position at her bakery.

I help her out with everything she needs. After I got back that night I spend most of my days crying until after a few days when I started working.

I kept myself busy with it and with Rosy that I didn't have time to think about it.

Sometimes Simona and I go out leaving the boys to watch Rosy. We usually just go to a club and get a little drunk before going home.

Today she set me up. I thought we were going out clubbing but instead, she and I went to a restaurant where Enzo and another guy were waiting

"Seriously? I told you I don't want to date anyone," I said when we saw them

"To bad so sad let's go," she said and dragged m