Two months later
Thalia
“Are we finally getting new neighbors?” I asked, looking outside the window while sipping my morning tea. I was having a peaceful breakfast when I heard some type of commotion just right outside. I peeked out at the window and saw moving trucks transporting furniture to the newly-built house just right across the street.
It had already been two months ever since Luciano had left the mafia, and we were now currently living with Grandpa Ferri at Amari Coast.
The two of us talked a lot about what we wanted to do—whether we wanted to stay here or move to another location.
I was already too attached to this place, and I’m glad Luciano felt the same way. Lucille, too, voiced out that this is her favorite place in the world. So ultimately, we decided we wanted to stay here.
Lucille was currently out on a trip with her grandfathers. Yes—plural. My dad and Luciano’s dad had been laying low from the Mafia and now decided to travel the world together. Since Reese is alrea
