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Carlo

I followed Alessandro on my bike, after having a quick expresso and sobering up, as he stopped at the entrance, I didn’t go any further. Rik said nothing to him, and I could only assume that Dad was in the limo.

Fuck.

He didn’t even get out, and Alessandro wasn’t in there for long. What the fuck was going on?

All the color from Alessandro’s face disappeared the moment he saw me. He shook his head as I drew closer. I didn’t even have to open my mouth. Whatever it was, it had him rubbing his wrist as if it was hurt. When he stopped, I could see that it was bright red.

“Dad do that?” I asked as I pointed to it.

He nodded but continued to stare at the space that the limo was once in, as if he was reliving the time that it was there.

“I fucked up, Carlo,” he sobbed. The last time that I’d seen my brother cry was when he was nine and someone ran over our fucking dog. That had him in tears, but since then he’d been the hard front of our family.

Now he was holding onto me, sobbing in my
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