Chapter 7
“You changed your name? New family?”
He couldn’t believe it. Flipped the ID over and over. Still in denial.
“You’re messing with me. Trying to get back at me.”
I snatched it back. Tucked it carefully into my pocket. Gave a cold laugh.
“What? You get to have a sister. I can’t?”
His brow furrowed. “So that’s what this is about? You’re still pissed, so you went and found some random woman to call
family?”
“I called you like a hundred times these past six months. You never once picked up. You never even read my apologies.
Your grudge is really that deep? Okay, fine, you did three years. It’s not like you actually lost anything. I had your whole
future mapped out. I…”
“Enough.”
I cut him off. Cold.
I’d barely managed to push those three years out of my mind. I didn’t want to hear another word about it. Ever.
‘I’m not your sister anymore. Stop looking for me. I won’t starve. And I don’t want the path you paved for me.”
I grabbed Aria’s arm. Started to walk.
Fabio lunged forward. Grabbed my wrist.
“Getting back at me like this, have you thought about Dad at all? Changing your name, just because you met some
woman. Is this how you honor him?”
My face went dark.
“I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. Not to you. Not to Dad. But ask yourself this, when Dad was dying, he made you
promise to take care of me. How’d that work out? You went and found yourself a new sister. And because of her, you threw me in prison.”
He went pale.
“I took Nerina in because she was just as messed up as we were. I sent you away because she played me. Emilia. I’m your brother. Your own flesh and blood. You really think I’d ever hurt you on purpose? At the time. I just wanted to teach you
a lesson.”
A cold wave washed over my heart. I laughed. Bitter. Sarcastic.
“You want a medal or something?”
Chapter 7
He saw the disgust in my eyes. Flinched. Finally stopped making excuses. Looked sadly at Aria.
Then who is she? How do you two even know each other?”
“Aria is my sister now. We met in prison.”
“What? Prison?”
His voice shot up. Face darkened. “Prison’s full of scumbags. How could you make someone like that your sister? Have you
two been living together this whole time?”
I just looked at him, completely calm. Let a small smile tug at my lips.
“I was in prison too. So what does that make me? A scumbag?”
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