Chapter Forty

Honestly, I didn't think that I would end up here.

The last few 'events' were awful for me. I was so concerned with avoiding Luca that I didn't allow myself to have any fun whatsoever. It was torture, being there and knowing that I wasn't wanted by my family, and it was even worse when mom bought me that plain dress and got Mary a designer one.

This event is a little different, though.

For starters, none of my relatives are here. Dad is still away on his business trip. He should have been back by now, but something unexpected happened and he had to stay longer. I spoke to him the other day and we didn't talk about Luca at all, but I could tell that he wanted to ask me how things were. I kind of wish he had because then I'd know that he's worried about me. This is a silly thought, though, and I know it. My dad doesn't have Italian roots so he would rather not meddle in things that he doesn't understand. Of course if he knew all the details of my situation with Mary, he'd intervene,