29.

Alessia

Panic rose inside me as I heard the voices of Angelo and his mother resonate through the walls. I didn't know Angelo would bring me to his mother's house. Yes, I don't know a thing about his family background, but judging by the way she reacted to his visit, it shows they're not on good terms. Curiosity gnawed and I found myself getting up and walking in the direction of the bedroom.

"Seeing your face always reminds me of that night, Angelo." Was the words of his mother that I heard. My heart thumped inside. It meant they were arguing.

"I know Mother. I know you don't want me anywhere near you but please allow me to take you out of this shackle. We can-"

"No Angelo. I don't want to go with you, stay with you, or associate myself with a murderer. Joining the mafia world wouldn't change anything. You're no different from the enemies. Just leave." I heard the sound of footsteps making me rush away from the door. My head turned at her words. Why was she referring him to as a mu