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"Camilla, please bring Mariano's things from the car." I told Camilla after I had helped Mariano down from the car. Mom followed behind.

I knew I had a lot of explaining to give, most especially to dad, mom was okay with it but I was sure after the whole situation with Mariano, it wasn't going to be easy to accept Mariano into his home and there was no way in hell I was going to allow Mariano go home alone without no one by his side to take care of him.

"Hey. Are you alright?" I asked him, clutching to his side as we walked down to the doors of our mansion.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Kurt, no!" It was already too late when mom screamed. Dad had pounced on Mariano, punching the daylight out of him.

"Dad, enough!" I tried, getting in the way but I was pushed aside, pushed to the ground and I clutched my stomach in pain. Dad immediately let go and ran to my side.

"Mira, Mira...are you okay?"

I groaned, my hand still clutching my stomach. The look on Mariano's face said he didn't understand a pie