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The anesthesia continues on my body, I only feel how the girl pinches my skin and continues with her work. I am closing my eyes, I feel that fatigue invades me, I feel that everything in my body is becoming lifeless.
And the conversation with David floats in my head.
We don't think that tomorrow could be the last day of their lives being happy.
Today was my last day of happiness.
I stop being happy because the Marinos just took me.
???
I move uncomfortably on the rich sheets where I am, my head begins to bring back all the memories and I lower my hand to my abdomen, but instead of finding it uncovered I have gauze and a bandage that surrounds my entire belly . I continue feeling without opening my eyes, I touch a strong, hard hand and I open my eyes.
Salvatore.
He stands before me with his hand on the side of my belly, staying away from my wound. I try to get up, however, he pats my thigh to calm me down.
"What am I doing here, idiot?" You had to make a big scene to kidnap me, right?
—I like movies, maybe it was part of a scene.
-What do I do here?
I repeat the question when I see that he is as if nothing had happened with a wolfish smile on his lips.
"You are here because you owe me many things," he says. One of them is having taken me for an idiot and making me fall for your challenge, you are also here because you have very strong threats against you.
—I'm a kindergarten teacher! -Shouted him-. I don't think the children I love are a threat.
—I know everything you are Emily. —I tighten my lips into a thin line as I hear my name come out of his mouth—. I know everything and I know that you have an apartment in a not very nice area, I know that you have a family, a best friend who works with you in kindergarten and I know that you have an ex-boyfriend who is not only an alcoholic, he is also a drug addict and a fanatic. of clandestine fights.
For a few minutes I remained silent, apparently I had not been the only one who had not forgotten because she took on the task of investigating everything about me.
—What do you really want, Salvatore?
—I want you... to stay here to listen, to know, and to tell me the truth.
-About what?
—Since when has Fabian been dealing with Alessio Rinaldi?
I look at him in disbelief.
—I don't know anything about that, I don't talk to my ex no matter how much he approached me, I already closed that cycle.
He lets out a hoarse laugh.
-Safe? If I were you, my ex would already be dead or afraid of me because I don't allow them to fuck with me all the time and you never did anything to push him away, you even still have him in your contacts.
From the leather jacket he takes out the cell phone that I had in my bag, unlocks it without further ado and I realize that it was useless to enter a fifteen-character password.
—That is an invasion of my privacy.
—This is what a Don of the 'Ndrangheta does, everything that interests me I investigate and I know that you still have a tiny hope that Fabian will change so that he will be a good man for you.
-Is not true.
"It's no good lying to me, Emily," he growls. You better start cooperating because I realize that Fabian is close to you and that means Alessio may be close too.
