Victoria
It was morning. I can sense it.
I can even feel it. Of course you can feel when it's morning and when it's not.
Last night was really one of a kind and one for the books.
We were normal. We were together.
He was normal with me and to me. He didn't yell at me. He didn't shut me down and he didn't hit me.
When Elena said that he was going to be the one to tell his own story I never expected that it would be that bad and horrible.
I shudder in my mind even thinking about it.
Nicholas Rossi was a fucking asshole who got what he deserved and who deserved what he got.
You know what I'm saying and what I mean.
You don't treat your kid like that.
You don't even treat children like that. What is wrong with this mafia family thing?
It's like they're possessed or under a curse. It's unbearable and horrible the things they do to children all in the name of training.
It's even sicker that poor matteo would have to go through all that one day.
And maybe also become like Alessa
