NINTY

When I got no response from him, I turned to look at him, taking in the blank look on his face, and i beginning to mentally beat myself up for having ruined the happy mood we had going on a few moment ago. “You don't have to answer....."

"No, I trust you, Amore."" He sighed before talking. "It was all my fault; I never really told anyone about it. About how they were able to plan a surprise attack on my dad. I trusted the wrong person, and it got my dad and I kidnapped, which ended up with my dad being killed in front of me." He paused as if he were trying not to relieve that moment.

"When I was a kid, I was home-schooled and didn't like the idea of that; I wanted to hang out with other children my age and make friends. I had an idea what my dad was into, but that didn't change the way I feel about him; I just wasn't a part of it. After pestering my dad for months to let me go to an actual school, he finally agreed to let me go, but only if it was a private school. I had no problem wi