Jessica'S POVSitting on the roof of my old, run-down house, looking at the endless sea of stars in the black sky, thinking of my life, what my purpose is in life. I have no family, no friends, and hell, not even pets. I have no one, nothing, nothing to lose, nothing to hope for. I'm simply surviving, not living. I'm breathing, but I feel dead.If only feelings had an off switch. If only I could block out the hurtful words, the thoughts, and the feelings. I try to tell myself that it's not true, all the words, all the pain, that it's a chapter and it will pass. But I guess that's a lie; I have been lying to myself. This chapter is not passing. All my life I have been in the same chapter, over and over again; my life is a repeating record; every day is the same.But I learnt to block it out, to numb the pain away. Now, now numbness is all I ever feel. It helps with the words, thoughts, feelings and everything. I learnt something when I was 9 years old. I would always cry when my parent

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Jessica'S POVIt's now been a couple of hours, and I'm so tired. My legs feel like they're about to give out any second. I finish the last table and go lean on the counter. I sigh and close my eyes for a minute. Then Martha comes up to me."Darling, you look tired; why don't you get your stuff and go home and rest?" She suggested with a soft smile."But Martha there is still a couple of people left." I said, trying to convince her to let me stay, but she wasn't having it."It's okay, hun. I'll take care of it, and anyways, your shift ended hours ago. You always stay overtime; you need rest, my sweet girl." She said."Are you sure? You know I don't mind staying; I love working here." I asked to make sure."Yes, honey, it's okay. Now go get your stuff; it's getting late. I don't want you walking late at night." She replied. I nodded my head and went to get my bag and put my work stuff away. I said goodnight to Martha and Jerry and started my way to hell.As I was walking, I had a feeli

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Raul's POVI'm sitting in my office signing papers for the company and looking at a few designs for my next opening club. Sighing and taking a small sip of the rich alcoholic flavour, I lean my head back on my brown leather chair, trying to ease the headache that's forming.I suddenly get a call from an unknown number. I usually never answer, but my gut was telling me to, and my gut is always right. So I picked up the phone and answered."Hello," I said coldly."I-is t-this Mr A-Raul Rodriguez?" The person on the other line stuttered. Since I'm in the mafia, I'm always cold and rude except with my family."Yes, now who are you and what do you want?" He's wasting my time. I need to finish work so I can be on time for dinner with my sons."Sir, this is Texas Police Station. We have your daughter here; her DNA matched with yours, and she doesn't have a guardian; her stepfather just died. Would you like to take her in? If not, she will be placed in an orphanage." The officer said, making

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I took a breath and opened the living room doors; immediately all the yelling and shouting stopped as soon as I stepped into the room. You see, the very first thing I taught my sons was respect. Respect is very important in general but more important in the underworld. People need to respect you for you to be powerful and strong. Although my sons and I are extremely close, they make sure to never disrespect me or their elders; there are always boundaries. But if a person hurts their family, then it doesn't matter if they are old or young.Family should always come first no matter what and I made sure to engrave that into their minds: 'prima la familia.' It is our motto, and we will always live by it till we take our last breaths.I enter the living room and look around to make sure that all my sons are there. And sure enough, they are all here. Everyone has confused faces except Camron and Pedro, who are looking at me emotionlessly, but I could see the curiosity swimming in their eyes

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Raul's POVWe're now outside the police station, and now that we're here, it feels more real than before. The fact that I have a daughter becomes more real, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.What if she doesn't like me? What if she tells me she doesn't want to be with us? I couldn't help but feel the nervousness that settled in me. I took a deep breath and looked at the building that had my daughter and the fact that she was waiting for me to come and take her home. I looked at Barry one last time and nodded at him. He nodded back, and with that, we went inside.We took powerful strides inside. We had our blank faces on, and immediately the once noisy station was now dead silent. You could hear a pin drop from how silent it was. We were greeted by a young officer who looked to be in his early twenties. Once he looked at us, recognition flashed through his eyes and his breathing quickened. It's not every day you have a mafia don in a police station. Then, He led us to a small offic

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All Chapters of Truly Yours: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

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