Todos los capítulos de The Mafia Heiress Woke From a Coma To Find Her Place Taken: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I stayed at the clinic for almost two months.For the first two weeks or so, I could barely get out of bed.My lungs had taken in seawater, my right leg had been banged up in the jump, and I had shrapnel wounds in my shoulder and back from the explosion. Every few days, the doctor had to adjust my treatment plan.Luca wasn't always around.He had a company to run, jobs in the field, and problems of his own.But every time he came back, he'd drop that day's New York papers on the table as he walked in.The search went on for a long time.My father searched everywhere he could: the coastline, hospitals, missing persons reports, and private piers.Matteo didn't hold a funeral.He wouldn't let anyone in the Rossi family say I was dead, either.Every now and then, the news caught him on camera.The man who had always cared so much about looking put together stood at the edge of the docks with his collar still askew.It still hurt to see.But I knew perfectly well that even if he searched ev

My mother was the second one to reach me."Elena!"She rushed over to me, sobbing.I didn't pull away completely. But I didn't hug her the way I used to, either.The moment she touched my shoulder, she started shaking all over.My father stood behind her. He opened his mouth several times.At last, he found his voice. "You're alive.""Yes.""Why didn't you come back?"The moment he said it, Matteo looked sharply at me, as though he'd been waiting 18 months for that answer too.I looked at them."Hospital first."The broken glass had cut my arm earlier. It wasn't deep, but it was still bleeding.Almost on instinct, Matteo said, "Ride with me.""No need.""Elena—""I have a ride."I pointed at Luca.That was when Matteo really saw him for the first time.Before long, cars from both families had filled the lot outside the hospital.After a nurse had cleaned up the cut, I asked my parents, Matteo, and Sofia to come in.Sofia stood at the very back.She hadn't said a word since she first sa

For the first time in 18 months, I walked back into the Moretti estate.The fountain looked the same as always.The trees by the front gate had grown a little taller.But it didn't feel like coming home at all.My parents and Matteo were in the living room.Sofia was the last to come downstairs.She was still wearing the old necklace that belonged to me.When she saw me, she looked nervous at first. Then her expression quickly turned cold."You actually had the nerve to come back."My mother was about to snap at her, but I raised a hand."First, listen to this."I set the audio player on the table.The recording started.When Sofia heard her own voice say, "All I want to know is which way they go first," her face finally went white."It was you?" my father asked.She didn't answer.My mother's voice was shaking. "You kidnapped Elena?"Sofia was silent for a few seconds. Then, of all things, she laughed."Yes. It was me."She looked at me."But I never meant to kill her."My father slam

For the time being, we moved into one of the apartments Luca's company kept for its staff.It wasn't big.Two bedrooms and an open kitchen. The whole place was smaller than the smallest guest room at the Moretti estate.Luca's right arm was injured, and he got the bandage wet in the shower. When he came out, he struggled with it forever and still couldn't change it.I couldn't stand to watch any longer."Sit."He raised an eyebrow."You know how?""Being in a coma for three years doesn't mean I'd never seen anyone get shot before that.""Somehow, that doesn't make me feel any better."I unwound the gauze."You only got cut by a piece of glass.""Now that really hurts my pride."Halfway through, he asked out of the blue, "Do you still have feelings for Matteo?"I paused."Why do you ask?""He looked at me today like he was getting ready to bury me in cement.""Scared?""Yep."He said it like it cost him nothing."My company's just starting to make money. I'd rather not die so soon."I l

The door opened just as Matteo reached it.I raised the gun.I held it steady and aimed it straight at his chest.Everyone in the hallway froze."Tell them to back off.""Elena.""Back off."He stared at me for a few seconds, then raised a hand.Everyone stepped back."Where's Luca?""Next door.""Open it.""Put the gun down first.""Matteo."I looked at him."Are you telling yourself again that it's all fine, as long as I don't get hurt in the end?"Little by little, the color drained from his face.Matteo's eyes slowly filled with tears."I'm just scared of losing you again.""So you still don't get it.""I already lost you once, for three years." His voice was hoarse. "I can't—"I cut him off. "Let Luca out."It was a long time before Matteo finally turned his head."Open the door."When they brought Luca out, he had a small scrape on his lip.He saw the gun in my hand, and the first thing he said was, "You okay?""I'm fine."I looked at Matteo."Give him back his things."One by on