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I decided that I was going to go through with my plan when the guys were out of the house, called away on a job. It should give me enough time to set my plan in motion.
Part of my reasoning was the fact that it would mean I’d have fewer people to fight. The other more important reason was that… even after everything, I still didn’t want to hurt them.
The fact that they wanted to keep me here against my will was wrong. I knew that. I was furious at them because of it.
Nevertheless, the truth still remained.
They had been kind to me when they had no obligation to be. They had saved my life, brought me into their home and treated me like a guest when they had no reason to do so.
I had even begun to feel… well, it didn’t matter now, anyhow.
Soon enough, I would be gone, and the memory of these three men who had unexpectedly entered my life would fade away just as swiftly as they came. There was no other way around that.
It was for the best.
From the day I was born until I took my final breath, I was going to be alone.
I had made peace with that a long time ago.
Days passed like that, with me biding my time and putting the finishing touches on my escape plan.
The once amicable relationship between me and the guys had soured, becoming more strained than ever. It had never been quite like this before, not even when I first came to this place. It didn’t even feel like we were fighting, where the tension would continue to grow until something or someone eventually snapped.
No.
This felt much colder; the cracks appearing in the thin layer of ice with no way of repairing it.
The meals were quiet. The conversations far in between.
There was no more sex or even casual physical intimacy between us.
That particular fact had taken me a little while to get used to. It scared me to see how much I had changed with them.
The subject of me leaving was never brought up again.
I wondered if I had successfully convinced them that I didn’t want to leave any longer — that it had just been a spur-of-the-moment question and that gave up on it after further consideration.
Maybe they weren’t even tricked and were, in fact, just turning a blind eye to it, pretending that the problem didn’t exist until it went away on its own.
But something like this was never going to go away. At least not for me.
It was unfortunate that they didn’t see it, as well.
Fourteen
Virgil
Throughout the years, whenever I needed some privacy to think, I’d find myself gravitating toward one place. It had become a sort of habit of mine to flee there when things started to feel a bit too overwhelming, and all I needed was a little quiet and peace.
Nestled behind the tall walls of the Don’s mansion, there existed a hidden spot, tucked away from prying eyes.
Time seemed to stand still there.
The tree branches would sway delicately in the wind, the leaves creating a gentle melody. A delicate fragrance of blossoms always hung in the air, enveloping me in a deep wave of nostalgia. Amid a green patch of grass, there stood a small tombstone, surrounded by a plethora of colorful flowers.
Meticulously engraved into the dark marble was a name. There was no other additional inscription on it, only six letters.
D a h l i a.
