Semua Bab His Daisy : Bab 61 - Bab 70

"A storyteller makes up things to help other people, a liar makes up things to help himself" ~ Daniel Wallace "Come on, we don't have all day!" The maid who is assigned to keep an eye on me says irritatedly. She shoves the dress in my hand. I've been told to change into it since I can't leave the place in the palace's uniform. I change into the dirty dress which seems like it hasn't been washed in days. I know this maid, I've worked with her on kitchen duties. "Lana" I call her. She throws the uniform in the laundry basket. "What!?" "I need a favour" I say with fingers crossed. Her head raises up so quickly, she looks at me as if I've grown two horns. "Please Lana, just a small favour" she shakes her head, not budging the slightest. "You know they are taking me away. I'll be gone forever but I'll always remember you for your kindness" I know her, she loves when people say good things about her. "What do you want?" She glances at the door. "I want to meet Lucia..." "No! No! N

"And then I realised the fire was always burning within me, but the flames were busy keeping everyone else warm"~ Morgan Richard OlivierBeep...Beep...I blink my eyes open at the irritating sound. "Non è stata una buona idea" (That was not a good idea) I search for the source of the voice, it's a chubby nurse standing by my feet. She's preparing a dose of injection. I look around to find myself in a small room."Dove mi trovo?" (Where am I?) I ask groggily."Nell'infermeria del palazzo" (In the palace infirmary) she answers walking over to me. I try to move but feel a shot of pain runs through my whole body. "Ahh"She administers the dose into the IV bag attached to me. "Questo aiuterà con il dolore" (This will help with the pain) she throws it in the dustbin. I raise my hand to hold my head but it restraints. My wrists are handcuffed to the bed. "Lo ha ordinato il capo, così non scappi più" (The capo ordered it, so you don't run away again) she snorts looking through the monitor

"She fell for the idea of him and ideas were dangerous things to love~ Atticus""She's just speaking rubbish, she's not in the right mind-set. My daughter is traumatised" Mr. Bianchi quickly grabs her to take her away."Leave her" senior capo orders stiffly."Marcello..." "Don't make me repeat my words" he threatens in a low deadly whisper. Unwillingly Mr. Bianchi let's go of her arm. Lucia quickly clinges back to Salvatore."Lucia..." madam Guilia calls in a trembling voice. "Lucia, child, what are you doing?" She eyes her as Lucia grins maniacally at Salvatore who is stunned by her behaviour. "Why did you kill my Gio? He loved you" senior capo's voice breaks.Lucia gives him a stink eye. "He loved you, he loved you!" She mocks in a childlike voice. "What about me!? Did anyone ask if I loved him?" Her eyes turn red due to her frustration."But you did, you were always around him. You agreed to the marriage" madam Giulia says desperately, her reality has been distorted. No one can

"We both failed in love, you failed to love me and I failed to hate you"~ Unknown "He tricked me" I whisper, still in disbelief."That bastard!" Dario slams his hand on the bed. "Don't do that. You'll hurt yourself even more.""You're still thinking about me? Even after I got you in this mess?" He shakes his head in shame. "I wish I had listened to you. I'm so sorry, Daisy" he leans back, staring up at the ceiling.He's admitted in the palace infirmary. I didn't know where to go so I came here. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you get a divorce from that psycho" he says with determination."He won't let go of me" I huff tiredly. A knock on the door alarms us. We glance at each other then at the door. "Come in." I say cautiously.Ray hesitantly enters the room, she's in a casual outfit. She shuts the door behind her. Dario straightens up. "Ray...""Don't" she stops him. "I'm here to talk to Daisy. I couldn't find her anywhere" Dario's face drops. "I'm sorry for what happened. Capo made

"I didn't fall for you, I soared into a love that feels like endless skies"~ Cherrié Mason"You know, you could've easily dumped my body in the back garden and no one would've had known" I squirm in my seat, staring at the instructor. He's going over the safety rules but I'm unable to comprehend a word he's saying. My knees are trembling, dreading what's about to come.Salvatore chuckles, of course he'll find this situation funny. He's not the one who is brought to the skydiving center and is now being briefed about the protocols. "Don't worry mio amore, I'm not going to let you die. I plan on spending my whole life with you" he glances at me with a bright smile. I think, the dying option is better than spending my life with this unpredictable man.This morning, Salvatore woke me up at around 6am and carried me to the car due to my protests. After an hour long drive and no answers to my questions I found us standing outside the skydiving center. Salvatore has still not bothered to te