A Prank for My Sister Destroyed Our Whole Family

On my wedding day, my father, Don Francesco Moretti, turned state's witness and fled with my three older brothers. My younger sister, Eva Moretti, who had only recently been found and brought home, joined them in betraying the family. That night, Dante Costello, my fiancé and heir to the Alliance, publicly tore up our marriage contract instead of showing up for our wedding. "As of today, I'm cutting all ties with the traitorous Moretti family." My father left a farewell letter. He wrote that he'd had enough of their 30-year marriage and that my mother could fend for herself from now on. My three brothers went further. They told their wives to take the children and get out of the estate. Overnight, we went from the most envied women in the Sicilian Mafia to the disgraced wives and children of traitors, despised by the entire underworld. In the end, my grandmother, Rosa Moretti, locked us inside the family chapel and passed around the poison. "If the men of this family really are traitors, we'd rather die than live with the shame." Before dawn, all 12 of us were dead. But as I drew my last breath, I heard two of our men chuckling outside the door. "The Don and his sons really hid out of town all night just to make Ms. Eva feel safe?" "They're just putting on a show to keep Ms. Eva happy. You really think they'd turn FBI informants?" The other one clicked his tongue. "So what about Ms. Isabella's wedding?" "What about it? The wedding cars are still waiting at the villa. They'll be back at dawn to pick her up. It's supposed to be a surprise." So there had been no betrayal. No one had abandoned his wife and children. They had staged the whole thing just to please Eva. But before their little charade was even over, what should have been a wedding had turned into a funeral.