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My heart warmed at the realization that he cared enough to ensure I had people around me who mattered.
"That's... sweet of him," I managed to say, touched by his consideration.
Keisha's playful comment about Matteo's unexpected soft side brought laughter to the room. "Yeah, who would've thought the big, tough mafia boss had a soft side?" she said with a chuckle. "But hey, I'm not complaining. It's been too long since we had a girl's night in, Soph."
I couldn't help but laugh at her remark. Keisha always had a way of lightening the mood. "You're telling me," I replied, still smiling. "It's been quite the adjustment."
Keisha leaned forward, her eyes filled with curiosity. "So, how's living with him been, Soph?"
I leaned back, thinking for a moment. "It's been... surprisingly good. At first, it was a bit rocky, but Matteo's been considerate and been helping out a lot."
Keisha nodded, her expression knowing. "I figured as much. You always had a way of making people want to be better, Soph."
I couldn't help but blush at her compliment. "Thanks, Keisha. And yeah, you know about his... occupation, right?"
She nodded. "You told me about it during one of our phone calls. How's that part of it?"
I sighed, thinking about the complexities of Matteo's life. "It's... complicated, to say the least. It bothers me sometimes, but he's also doing everything he can to protect me and the baby. So, there's that."
Keisha's eyes sparkled with interest. "Speaking of the baby, how's little Junior faring?"
I smiled, my hand instinctively going to my belly. "Junior's been active, especially in the evenings. It's a comforting feeling, in a strange way."
Keisha grinned. "That's amazing, Soph. I can't wait to meet the little one."
Our conversation flowed naturally as if we had never been apart.
As Keisha and I settled into a comfortable rhythm of conversation, it felt like no time had passed since we last saw each other. We chatted about our lives, sharing stories and updates on what had been happening.
Eventually, I finally mustered the courage to bring up the message I'd received and the painful truth about my parents' deaths. It was a conversation I'd been dreading, but Keisha deserved to know.
"Keisha," I began hesitantly, "I got a message a while back. It was... threatening, and it mentioned something about my parents' deaths not being an accident."
Keisha's eyes widened, concern and curiosity mixing in her gaze. "What? Sophia, that's terrible. What did the message say?"
I swallowed hard, my voice quivering slightly as I recounted the message. The chilling words seemed even more ominous as I spoke them aloud.
"It said, 'Your parents' deaths were a chilling reminder of how they died. It wasn't an accident, but it was... accidental in a way. You've suffered for nothing, dear. All those struggles, the shunning, the hardships you endured were pointless.'"
Keisha's concern deepened as she listened to my words. "I understand your fear, Sophia. It's a chilling message, to say the least." She leaned in, her voice lowering to a whisper. "And Matteo... he's helping you with this?"
I nodded, appreciating her understanding. "Yes, he is. He's determined to discover the truth behind my parents' deaths."
Keisha sat back, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Well, having a powerful ally like Matteo on your side can be a game-changer. If anyone can uncover the truth, it's him."
I agreed, feeling a sense of gratitude for Matteo's unwavering support. "You're right, Keisha. I hope we can get to the bottom of this mystery soon."
Our conversation then shifted to lighter topics as Keisha shared her stories and experiences from work and life. It was a relief to momentarily set aside the heavy burden of my parents' unsolved past.
As the evening wore on, we reminisced about old times and laughed at inside jokes, just like we used to. I couldn't help but appreciate Keisha's sense of normalcy and comfort, especially during these uncertain times.
Chapter 34
Matteo
One morning, after two months had passed, the soft tendrils of dawn's light crept into the room as Sophia, and I sat down for breakfast. The atmosphere was unusually calm, a rare moment of respite in our turbulent lives.
Sipping our coffee, I couldn't help but appreciate the simple pleasure of sharing this quiet morning with her.
