The moment we managed to get out from the bar, we practically pushed ourselves into the car, ignoring the confused faces around us.Our raced breath melded into each others as Marco turned in the key into the ignition. “We don't really have to race, I don't think he'll be able to get a hold of us.” Marco stated, his voice steady.Tomasso still scared, spoke. “We don't know if he came alone so we have to leave as soon as possible.”“If he came with the others they would have gotten a hold of us.” Marco interjected, glancing at him briefly as we curved into the road. “That means your mom would be in danger too!”“Oh shit.” Tomasso panicked. “You have to stop the damn car now. He might hurt her.” “You're right.” Marco reversed the car to the route leading to the bar.Unable to catch my breath, I spoke breathlessly. “So what happens to me while you all go in?”They glanced at each other as though they had forgetten that I was in the car with them earlier.“We should have dropped you hom
Marco glanced at me at the backseat before responding.I nodded, giving him a go ahead.“I'd appreciate if you respond to me in honesty.” The corp urged calmly but firmly.“Yes we are.” I said, calmly, trying to sweep my tension under the carpet. “Any problem?”“Actually no.” He replied. “But you have to come with us.” He pointed towards the corps van.“What?!” Marco exclaimed, his voice rising with my tension. “Have we been apprehended?”“Not in the slightest.” The cop guy smiled. “Me Stefano Carlo have ordered this for your safety.”I puffed a relieved a exhaled breath as a tired smile made its way to my lips.“What about our car?” Marco asked, his voice shaky. I knew the mention of his boss' name was scaring him because he had defaulted a rule. I wasn't going to allow Stefano punish him for my own mistake, I had assured him countless times but I guess he still didn't believe.“We'll take care of it.” He answered and gave a curt nod. “This has to done quickly so please could you kin
The moment I opened my eyes, I felt the sensation of Stefano's finger's grazing on my neck.“You're awake.” His soft voice, his eyes red.“Yeah.” I replied, attempting to scan the environment. I was in his room.I coughed while trying to sit upright. “Easy.” He said as he assisted me.“Maria, get her some water.” He ordered before looking back at me with deep concern in his eyes.“How are you feeling?” He asked. “You fainted the moment you stepped out of the car.” He answered.“Damn.” I wanted to say but my voice came out as a whisper.I rubbed my forehead trying to remember the events that had happened. In that moment, everything seemed foggy but I could remember going to Tomaso's mother's bar opening, Stefano leaving me at the venue…Marco urging me to go home.The memories came in little by little and now I could remember all of them.I sighed. “Where is Tomasso?” I asked, my voice croaky.“He's fine.” Stefano exhaled. “He's currently at the hospital, he was injured.”My heart sk
I honestly think I didn't hear him correctly.My brain struggled to process the information about Tomasso mother's death.I shook my head, pressing my hands together, trying to still myself.Before I could control myself, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I gazed at my husband, hoping he'd somehow tell me he was just being sarcastic. But with the sad expression on his face, I knew this will never be a joke and I'd have to accept her death.“How, how did this happen?” I asked, wiping my eyes with my bare hands.Stefano handed me support and I cleaned my eyes. He regarded me with a calm look, “I don't know honestly, but I'm certain Robin killed her knowing that will ruin Tomasso and probably bend him to do what they want.”“Ridiculous.” I spat out, sniffing my nose.“That's why he has been arrested.” Stefano chuckled darkly.As much as that piece of information was supposed to make me feel better, it didn't do much knowing that she would never come back to life. I sighed. “You a
But as I bathed, I couldn't stop thinking about that dream.Maybe thjs time, my dream didn't mean anything. It materialized as a product of thinking about her before my sleep? So my subconscious played a conversation in my head.As much as I wanted to believe the dream held nothing so I could save myself the stress of deciphering the meaning, I knew the dream held meaning, like all my other dreams.What could she have possibly wanted to tell me? Maybe if she had stayed alive a little longer, she could have told me about it herself.Now her death hit more. I held my chest under the shower as I felt a sharp pain. If I could feel the pain like this, I wondered how Tomasso would feel when he learns of his mother's death.Perhaps he knew already. But the pain would become anew when he wakes up this morning. His mother's death pained me on all levels because I knew how Tomasso used to talk about his mother and how he wanted the best for her.Now she was now she was no where to be found. At
“What?!” I let out a sharp screamStefano tore his gaze from his gaze from the doctor and stared at me, holding my hands and trying to put me in place.“Please calm down.” He said calmly, cleaning the the tears that flowed from my eyes.“Doctor isn't there anything we could do to help him regain his memory faster?” He asked.The doctor shook his head. “Unfortunately no, we can only administer drugs to him but we can't ultimately decide the efficiency of the drug as it differs from person to person.”“I don't understand what you're talking about? Explain in simple terms. If you know you'll keep confusing us, we better take him somewhere else.” I ranted, losing my Patience.”“You need to calm down, madam.” He urged with that practised smile I wished I could wipe off his features. I didn't know what was amusing him.“All I'm saying is that we can only give drugs but I can give any time frame with which he'll regain. It differs from person to person and the situation involved. Two people
BellaBy now I should have been tying the knot with the love of my life, but life has other plans. Plans that led me farther away from my wishes. Just a few months ago, Robin was diagnosed with cancer, which worsened afterwards. It seemed like the pronouncement gave the cancer the right to manifest aggressively. Each time I thought about my boyfriend, my chest ached even more because, as a medical practitioner, I was powerless in the situation.During my break, I decided to check in on Robin in the next ward. Having finished his first lap of the chemotherapy session, he was still under monitoring. Although he didn't have enough strength to talk for now, I enjoyed talking to him. I pushed through the door, and my lips started to spread into a smile."Hey, baby—" I started to say as I closed the door behind me, but my lips shut halfway. My brows furrowed, and then my eyes started to scan around the empty room. Slowly at first, then desperately in search of my boyfriend. Maybe he had be
Stefano stayed quiet during the process of removing the bullet although I could see the stress lines on his forehead. He still hasn't changed over the years, he hated showing any hint of vulnerability. "Okay, so we're done here," I said to another man who had been pacing around the room when I finished bandaging Stefano's arm."Thank the heavens." He breathed out and moved closer. "I'm glad you're fine, I swear I could have blown off his head if you hadn't asked me to stop." They were dangerous men, I thought. I stood up from my kneeling position. The man quickly dipped his hand in his pocket and handed me a wad of cash. "Here.""Thank you," My eyes lit up before making my way to leave but I turned back. "Make sure you give him some antibiotics."I was leaving Stefano again, and my stomach was twisting into a painful knot. I was weak and needed to rest. "Matteo," I heard Stefano's firm voice, "Tell the nurse to stay. Leave now, you have to fill in the gap."On hearing that, I paus
“What?!” I let out a sharp screamStefano tore his gaze from his gaze from the doctor and stared at me, holding my hands and trying to put me in place.“Please calm down.” He said calmly, cleaning the the tears that flowed from my eyes.“Doctor isn't there anything we could do to help him regain his memory faster?” He asked.The doctor shook his head. “Unfortunately no, we can only administer drugs to him but we can't ultimately decide the efficiency of the drug as it differs from person to person.”“I don't understand what you're talking about? Explain in simple terms. If you know you'll keep confusing us, we better take him somewhere else.” I ranted, losing my Patience.”“You need to calm down, madam.” He urged with that practised smile I wished I could wipe off his features. I didn't know what was amusing him.“All I'm saying is that we can only give drugs but I can give any time frame with which he'll regain. It differs from person to person and the situation involved. Two people
But as I bathed, I couldn't stop thinking about that dream.Maybe thjs time, my dream didn't mean anything. It materialized as a product of thinking about her before my sleep? So my subconscious played a conversation in my head.As much as I wanted to believe the dream held nothing so I could save myself the stress of deciphering the meaning, I knew the dream held meaning, like all my other dreams.What could she have possibly wanted to tell me? Maybe if she had stayed alive a little longer, she could have told me about it herself.Now her death hit more. I held my chest under the shower as I felt a sharp pain. If I could feel the pain like this, I wondered how Tomasso would feel when he learns of his mother's death.Perhaps he knew already. But the pain would become anew when he wakes up this morning. His mother's death pained me on all levels because I knew how Tomasso used to talk about his mother and how he wanted the best for her.Now she was now she was no where to be found. At
I honestly think I didn't hear him correctly.My brain struggled to process the information about Tomasso mother's death.I shook my head, pressing my hands together, trying to still myself.Before I could control myself, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I gazed at my husband, hoping he'd somehow tell me he was just being sarcastic. But with the sad expression on his face, I knew this will never be a joke and I'd have to accept her death.“How, how did this happen?” I asked, wiping my eyes with my bare hands.Stefano handed me support and I cleaned my eyes. He regarded me with a calm look, “I don't know honestly, but I'm certain Robin killed her knowing that will ruin Tomasso and probably bend him to do what they want.”“Ridiculous.” I spat out, sniffing my nose.“That's why he has been arrested.” Stefano chuckled darkly.As much as that piece of information was supposed to make me feel better, it didn't do much knowing that she would never come back to life. I sighed. “You a
The moment I opened my eyes, I felt the sensation of Stefano's finger's grazing on my neck.“You're awake.” His soft voice, his eyes red.“Yeah.” I replied, attempting to scan the environment. I was in his room.I coughed while trying to sit upright. “Easy.” He said as he assisted me.“Maria, get her some water.” He ordered before looking back at me with deep concern in his eyes.“How are you feeling?” He asked. “You fainted the moment you stepped out of the car.” He answered.“Damn.” I wanted to say but my voice came out as a whisper.I rubbed my forehead trying to remember the events that had happened. In that moment, everything seemed foggy but I could remember going to Tomaso's mother's bar opening, Stefano leaving me at the venue…Marco urging me to go home.The memories came in little by little and now I could remember all of them.I sighed. “Where is Tomasso?” I asked, my voice croaky.“He's fine.” Stefano exhaled. “He's currently at the hospital, he was injured.”My heart sk
Marco glanced at me at the backseat before responding.I nodded, giving him a go ahead.“I'd appreciate if you respond to me in honesty.” The corp urged calmly but firmly.“Yes we are.” I said, calmly, trying to sweep my tension under the carpet. “Any problem?”“Actually no.” He replied. “But you have to come with us.” He pointed towards the corps van.“What?!” Marco exclaimed, his voice rising with my tension. “Have we been apprehended?”“Not in the slightest.” The cop guy smiled. “Me Stefano Carlo have ordered this for your safety.”I puffed a relieved a exhaled breath as a tired smile made its way to my lips.“What about our car?” Marco asked, his voice shaky. I knew the mention of his boss' name was scaring him because he had defaulted a rule. I wasn't going to allow Stefano punish him for my own mistake, I had assured him countless times but I guess he still didn't believe.“We'll take care of it.” He answered and gave a curt nod. “This has to done quickly so please could you kin
The moment we managed to get out from the bar, we practically pushed ourselves into the car, ignoring the confused faces around us.Our raced breath melded into each others as Marco turned in the key into the ignition. “We don't really have to race, I don't think he'll be able to get a hold of us.” Marco stated, his voice steady.Tomasso still scared, spoke. “We don't know if he came alone so we have to leave as soon as possible.”“If he came with the others they would have gotten a hold of us.” Marco interjected, glancing at him briefly as we curved into the road. “That means your mom would be in danger too!”“Oh shit.” Tomasso panicked. “You have to stop the damn car now. He might hurt her.” “You're right.” Marco reversed the car to the route leading to the bar.Unable to catch my breath, I spoke breathlessly. “So what happens to me while you all go in?”They glanced at each other as though they had forgetten that I was in the car with them earlier.“We should have dropped you hom
I didn't know if it was the effect of the alcoholic that I had taken earlier but my knees started feeling weak. The desire to let loose suddenly became stronger.As I walked near the main bar, Marco started following me.“Ma'am don't you think it's best you go home?” He asked, in a small tone. In fact it was more like a suggestion. I knew he was just trying to avoid his boss' wrath and I was trying to have some fun.I shrugged, “no, I don't wanna go home.” And there was nothing wrong about that if you ask me. A girl just gotta have some fun.Giving up, he raised his hands in mock surrender and disappeared. I loved that.Getting to the bar, I ordered for a shot of alcohol and another. I knew I should have stopped at some point but I kept going because it really feel relaxing to my soul andbI felt myself reaching a sweet high that I hadn't reached in a long time.Soon, Tomasso waltzed to the bar, his form blurry as his doe eyes widened like that of a doll. It was funny sight and I could
“Are you still thinking about what just happened?” Stefano nudged me.I shook my head , forcing a smile. “Not really. I mean I'm here for Tomasso and I'm going to have a great time here.”Stefano smiled, approving my answer.“Guess who's here?” Tomasso announced as soon as the music came to an abrupt halt.My ears perked up.“My mama.” He shouted at the top of his voice as an applause drifted over the air.My eyes squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman walking amidst the light.His mother took slow steps as her gown swept the floor, eyes filled with suprise and gratitude as she looked around.“Mama.” He called out beckoning onto her. She walked towards him, holding him in an embrace.“So mama I was thinking about starting up with a bar for you since it was the only thing you enjoyed managing back then.” He explained as her eye misted with tears. “So this is all for you.” He waved his hands, signifying her ownership of the building and placed a key in hands, solidify eveythin
I couldn't believe my eyes.“What is he doing here?” I whispered.Sfetano shrugged. “I guess we'll have to find out.” My heart picked up an irregular pace as I lunged towards my father, the music reverberating through the club.“What are you doing here?” My hand fell on his chest as he pushed away his alcohol and fixed his gaze on me, surprise flicking on his face.“Bella, are you here?” He asked the most obvious question.“As you can see.” I snapped imapatiently.“I thought you said you'd stop drinking.”“Come on.” He held the shot scrutinizing it. “It was just one drink, nothing you should worry about. Don't you think?”I hissed folding my hands below my chest, my face tight with irritation. “You promised not to drink again. Wnat the hell are you doing here?” I fumed.“Baby, don't make a scene.” He reached to hold my hand softly and I looked away. “I'm just here to support Chiara and that's all.”I didn't respond, I just kept shooting lazers at him before someone rapped my shoulder