chapter 18

This chapter is in the POV of Amara's oldest brother, Roman.

R O M A N

I T A L Y, 5:49 P.M.

"Isaiah what the hell?" I glared at him and my other brother, Marco.

"What? We just wanted pizza," Marco said. He reminded me a lot of Amara. I frowned at the thought of her.

"We don't have time for that right now. Now that we know dad's alive and Angelo has him, we need to focus on getting him back." I crossed my arms. "For all we know he could have Amara too."

"Roman, we still need to eat," Isaiah replied as he rolled his eyes and set the pizza down on a table.

I sighed and grabbed a slice. The whole situation was fucked. Our mother was losing herself wondering if Amara or my dad were okay. We were able to contact my dad after the accident, but Amara has stayed completely off the grid. We didn't even know what happened to her, or if she was still alive.

Suddenly Marco jumped out of his seat. "We're getting another call from Angelo's number."

"Well pick it up!" I rose from my seat as well.

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