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—When will it be? Never, because there is no one who would want to stay with me if they know that after a while they or our family will end up dead —she drinks all the drink I put near her in one gulp. I don't deserve anyone if I can't ensure their life and until this moment... I no longer wish for anything, I no longer wish to do anything for anyone.
—Maybe in time someone will, pain is what often makes us think things very different from what we really want, we just have to... continue.
"I don't want to anymore, damn it," she covers her face with her hands to continue crying. I don't love anyone anymore, I can't love anyone because they will end up dead, I don't deserve to be happy.
—You deserve it, I told you so.
I caress his arm, take the bottle and prepare another drink, when I push him towards him he looks at him with determination trying to find words, advice, answers or even comfort in the alcohol.
—I will take care of this Leone, because you ever did something for me, whether it was a little or a lot, I take into account the times you told me about yourself and your desires —I promise. And I know that what they just did to you is not fair at all, not for you who deserve to be happy and have the family you want so much, because one day you will leave this place to make your life somewhere new —I pinch his shoulder. —. You will be happy Leone, someday.
—She was... she was... my...
Leone breaks down in my arms, I receive it because I am very aware that he is the first to repress his emotions when something bad happens, he is the first to believe that having emotions and showing them in front of people will be a sign of weakness when the truth is that He is stronger than many believe.
Whatever happened, I have a feeling deep inside me that makes me devise the best ways to kill and harm the people who now owe me. I am not Emily, the teacher of a beautiful school full of children, I am the lady of the mafia, the owner of Calabria.
And this is my family, for which I will give everything so that they live and have their own story to tell.
Someone has to pay me for this.
Someone has to pay for the little life that was taken from all of us because Leone didn't just love Trixi, we all loved her.
Someone has to pay their debts.
And that someone already has a name, place and manner of death, because I will be the one to face her and pay her in the same way so that she feels what it is like to lose a little girl who was so loved in our family.
Here in the mafia or in the school where I worked and loved, they will never touch one of my children, ever, because the fairy Emily will always be there to save them, protect them and take care of them.
Always.
CHAPTER 22
IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GO
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Emily
Death does not hurt, because those who end up taking their last breath are only stopping breathing, they are leaving this world to go somewhere else to wait, sleep or enjoy. Things that we don't really know, what we know is that in death the one who hurts the most is the person who stays in this world to learn to cope with a death.
It hurts like hell, you wonder thousands of times if it was the moment, if it was a way to make you reflect, if that person dying was a kind of sentence for you when it came to losing them. So many things happen when death comes, and today is the time to avenge a death that will hurt in my chest until I properly get rid of the guilty person.
For the first time I see dresses, jewelry and heels in a different way; In each garment there is power, power so that only I can carry it today. I get ready with Ginevra's help, the boys are in that meeting room where I was holding Leone when he needed him most. I haven't seen them and I don't plan to because it's a new day of collecting my debts.
Ginevra straightens my hair making light curls at the ends, I paint my lips a very dark wine color, I put on expensive bracelets and a pearl necklace that gives another look to my outfit. I put on the sheath dress with the heart cut on the chest, I put on the red stiletto heels and the white trench coat to make the combination of the three colors that I'm starting to like quite a bit.
When I leave my room I prepare myself with a gun that I put in my bag, I put on my sunglasses when it hits my face. A mafia lady when she is about to collect accounts from her debtors must look good, she must impose, she must cover her cruelty with fine clothes that not only give elegance and poise; they also give what would be called value.
I am very clear that no matter how much I wear brands now that I am with Salvatore, that will not give me value, the most important value is the one that I am going to give myself over time. That's why I don't hesitate when it comes to getting in the truck and having Guillermo drive. Next to me, Tamara remains silent. When she faces me, she moves her head, making it clear to me that my suspicions were true.
"They're far away, they both came, Fabian is also in the city," he explains, looking at the dashboard screen. It will take time to reach them, but we will achieve it. The house is open so we will have plenty of access to it because it is in remote areas for rich people who have the power to buy houses of that type, without neighbors, without disturbances.
—Does Salvatore know?
"We follow your orders, miss," Guillermo says, turning around on an avenue. They are having a talk that they should have had since their parents were annihilated, Ginevra will help them not realize it so easily, it will take a few hours.
—Very well, then don't stop, I want to get to them.
