FRANCESCAIt was the morning after the unusual dinner my father had arranged, an evening I’d like to erase from my mind. I wish I could forget how he introduced me to all the mobsters as his daughter. I couldn’t understand why he did that, why he dragged me into this whole dangerous story, and especially why my body reacted so strangely around that mysterious man.I hadn’t set foot in Palermo in a very long time, and even though it was the place where I was born, the man didn’t seem to be from around here. However, I sensed his aura was charged with an air of danger, typical of those who belong to the dark world of the mafia. Without knowing who he was or what he was doing in the city, he seemed to inspire awe and fear, and that only made me more nervous.That night, when he introduced me as his daughter, I felt like prey exposed to hungry lions. Everyone’s eyes were on me, and I tried to hide the discomfort in my eyes, to be strong and not show fear. In my soul, I felt an amalgam of
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