Nonna's POVMy heart feels so heavy in my chest, which amazes me at this point, it has been shattered too many time during my life for it to even exsist, how does it keep beating and becoming whole again, just to shatter once more. I sigh as I stir the pot of minstrone soup, Antonia's favorite, my dear sweet granddaughter returns today, she seems to be the only one not touched by all this tragedy. My thoughts wonder to Abigail, my sweet baby who is terrified of Michael and swears that he knew about her whereabouts during her abduction by my mate. I shake my head, my mate, my heart, my lifes breath, I slam my fists on the counter, "how could you be so cold, indifferent, cruel to our children and grandchildren," tears fill my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. "I will not shed a tear for you, you hateful man-wolf, you were true evil and laid next to me nightly, whispering tenderly to me with your false words of affection, I curse your soul to burn for eternity and beyond." My tho
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