Promised to the Tyrant
“Omerta, Omerta! Omerta It’s me. You are all right, little girl. Calm Down! It’s ok, it’s ok. “I hear a familiar, comforting voice. When I look up, I come face to face with Avo’s warm eyes.
As I see Avo, I lose it and I break down. I am crying now, weeping. Avo lets me cry myself out.
“It’s ok little girl, you are OK. You are fine. It’s alright.“
I continue to weep for a while. Luckily, Avo asks nothing, and I do not even know what to tell him. How can I tell him that Lucifer is........... Lucifer is.....is his grandson. That means.....Avo must know, and he might also be...a mon... I can’t even get myself to say the word while thinking about Avo.
I look up as I step back from him, and that i