“There is nothing more I can say to you. I am sorry Yana, I should have said something yesterday.” Sorry is a simple word, if said so many times before, it loses its magnitude.
It doesn’t give you the same feeling.
In this case, my sister doesn’t have a need to apologize. She is in an arranged pairing with Leonardo. I, however freely kissed the guy she wanted. Twice.
I could not have been with Leonardo. My sins and secrets with his brother tainted it, altered my feelings. The part of me that made me Russian, further made the chance of him and I ever marrying zero to none. Marco, the same. I woke up this morning knowing that my anger toward him isn't warranted. He kissed me twice and before then I didn't even know he existed. Camilla and him have history.
I am the other woman, not her and as painful as it is I need to let my feelings toward him go.
“It is okay, Guilia,” I tell her for the umpteenth time.
I won’t confess the truth to my sister even if it means ending her guilt.
My lies are piling up, and soon I am going to have to admit my sins to someone before it explodes, but she is not going to be that someone.
I am the one sorry Guilia.
“How was your day yesterday?” She asks me as I look at the ceiling.
“Yesterday started out great. I spent it with my friends. Diamond is doing well. She still misses him, we all do.”
“We all deal with death differently. I know that better than a lot of people,” Guilia says.
“I know.”
“How was the party?” She asks again not allowing our conversation to turn sour.
I spent the good first hour peeping through a window, watching Leonardo from Kylie's house, chatting up a random girl not knowing the decisions made in my home.
I don’t say that, I smile and look at my sister, “It was memorable.”
I frown as I think of Knight, and the other guy Storm. Their question about Vincent.
And Leonardo, what is he like if he takes off his mask. Is my sister safe with him?
My Papa always told me that when you invite people into your life you invite their problems too. Leonardo's problem is his love for women. He is a player and growing up I wished he'd play me. But that wish came tumbling down, dying a gruesome death when his brother put his hands on my body.
Did Marco seal the deal to spite me?
“Deno asked for you yesterday when you didn’t show after he called your name.” He called me too, 5 times.
“What did you say?” I ask my sister.
“Filippo said you were at your friend’s house, enjoying the college experience.” I smile.
“I am sorry Yana, when Papa told me yesterday, I begged him not to.”
“It is fine Guilia.” My sister was always going to marry Leonardo Catelli. Ren’s death prolonged it. I knew it before. And there is nothing anyone can do to change it now. The Catelli’s want our bloodline to mix with theirs. Power can be a cruel thing.
“We should get up,” I declare as I do just that and head straight to my bathroom. Today is going to be a long day, might as well get started.
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