Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─As my wedding day approached in just two days, the scars and puffiness still refused to heal. The pain was numbing but I couldn't hide the physical marks. When Grandpa finally saw my face that day after he came home from church, he had a complete meltdown. I could see the anger boiling inside him. The tension between him and Mama was palpable as they fought over me. This wasn't the first time this had happened, it seemed like every time Mama took her frustrations out on me, Grandpa would step in and the two of them would clash. It's hard living in a home where peace is so fragile, I just wish things could be different.Oh great, just what I needed. Mama's eyes were practically sparkling with joy as the Cerone's delivered what can only be described as a hideous monstrosity in white. I'm supposed to wear this? Apparently, it's been passed down through generations of the Cerone family, but does that mean I have to wear it too? It's not like I even wanted a traditional

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I crouched behind the wall, my heart raced with fear. All I wanted right now was to speak to Grandpa, but the thought of leaving this hiding spot sent a chill up my spine. I yearned to be back home and in the safety of Grandpa's arms, where I can curl up and try to forget about the terror I felt tonight. I strained my ears to listen closely, and among the cacophony of deep voices, I could identify the unmistakable tone of the Underboss. My heart sank as I realized the Capo and his men were now present too. This was going to be a long night. The cops were here. I peeked through the wall and saw them exchanging briefcases with the Capo and his men, filled with cash to sweep everything under the rug and make up for the havoc caused by the Underboss. It's almost impressive how they handled the situation with ease and confidence as if dealing with cops is a walk in the park for them. They got rid of the bodies, and the one on the bike survived too. They took both survi

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Today is the day that I was supposed to get married. But as I look at myself in the mirror, I can't help but feel sick with dread. This morning, I woke up with the memories of last night fresh on my mind. I remembered how the man I was about to marry had slapped me last night. As I stared at my reflection, I saw someone who is a far cry from who I am in real life. The person in the mirror seems weak and powerless.My face felt caked with layers of makeup, so much so that I felt like a completely different person. My light brown hair was curled to perfection, cascading down my bare shoulders, giving me the metaphorical bridal glow—which feel strangely exposed. Aldo did have the dress altered for me, He got rid of the shoulder ruffles, but now it's according to his taste - not mineAccording to his taste...that's how the rest of my life is going to be. If I went along with this wedding, I would be giving up my freedom and conforming to his every whim. It felt like I

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I spent an entire week trying to track down Allegra, racking my brain for any clue that could lead me to her. I was determined to find her, no matter how much time and effort it took. It was apparent that she had left the United States, leaving me to mull over where she could have gone.As I searched for Allegra, I scanned through her surveillance footage of wherever she went. Pausing at her laughing face, I rolled my neck to relieve the tension. It was intriguing to see her having a good time. She spent most of her time with her two library friends. As I studied the footage, I couldn't help but notice the bond she shared with them. It was the first time I'd seen Allegra so carefree, laughing like there was no tomorrow. She seemed different with these two. Those two men were all over her, their hands wandering freely over her body, and yet she didn't seem to mind. It was strange, considering how she had always come across as someone who was staunchly against being tou

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─The moment the plane started accelerating on the runway, I felt my body stiffen with fear, and I instinctively shut my eyes tight. However, as soon as my eyelids met, the image of the man who had lost his life to protect me invaded my mind. His body was lifelessly lying in a pool of blood, and the sight was enough to send chills down my spine, forcing me to open my eyes abruptly. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget that harrowing experience. I couldn't erase his image from my mind, no matter how hard I tried. Every time I closed my eyes, his face haunted me. Suppressing my tears, I bite my lower lip. The pain in my heart was unbearable, and I was getting consumed by guilt. The thought of being responsible for his death was suffocating me. He lost his life because of me. He was a good man who tried to save me, but I caused his demise. I know that I didn't pull the trigger, but my actions led to an innocent man's death.Enrico and Silvio got caught because of me