TUO AMORE (Mafia Romance) 18+

Epilogue

Song - Arcade by Duncan Laurence ft FLETCHER

Tony's POV

Silence consumed me as the sun beamed in my face, the world felt different today, not in an ominous way in fact. I breath steadily as I reach for my sunglasses and remove them and once I did, I was blinded by the sun.

Each day came with a struggle. Everyday was a challenge to beat, no matter how complicated it was but it didn't stop me from doing what I do best.

I sigh heavily and as I sit in my car, a bored expression fills my face when I briefly scroll through my phone to multiple notifications. Messages and calls, hundreds of them. For a fleeting moment, I felt content because I was not surrounded by anything, all I felt was peace.

I step out of my car and slam the door shut before I stood in front of the villa, the same villa my Madre gave to me. A sense of rage fills me as I look away and begin to head inside, the thought of still having this villa under my name bothered me but I needed it.

When I step inside, surprise fills my system. My feet stumbles upon themselves when I had company. I blink at the hulk roaming around the lounge of this villa, like as if he were waiting for somebody. When he saw me, he sighed and then watched me sympathetically however, he was glad to see me.

"Ciao Tony," Hands in his pockets, Dante greeted me with a smile. "where have you been?"

A smile reached my face when I find my brother in my company unexpectedly. I felt like I was at home with him and Fabio. I walk towards Dante before I embrace him with my arms and as I do, Dante chuckled.

"When did you arrive?" I ask as I reach him and embrace him. Dante cheered wholeheartedly as he embraced me. A small frown reached his face when he scrutinised me before he smacked my shoulder.

"A few hours ago." Dante replies, "Have you lost your phone or something? Why aren't you answering your calls?" Dante bombards, concern overwhelmed him as he urged me to answer him. "We're worried about you."

"I've been busy." I reply, a knot formed in my throat as I stare blankly at his glare.

Silence joined us one again, he watched me closely while I look away. The silence was too loud, it spoke so many things. Things that he didn't want to just say to me because he knew I would get pissed. But when I glance up at Dante, I saw it in his face. He seemed desperate, helpless and sad. I look away in annoyance as I clenched my jaw, feeling every restraints of not lashing out just plucking one by one.

"Come on fratello, it's time to come home."

I threw Dante an icy glare as disbelief coursed through me. The fact that he thought that I would leave left me outraged. Anger swells beneath me as the thought of returning and leaving Italy seemed like a despicable thing to do.

"This is my home." I scowl,

"No it's not, you need to return to us where we need you." Dante stressed, "Come on Tony, it's been three years." 

I glance at Dante and feel a painful sensation penetrate my heart. It hurt to hear my thoughts coming from Dante's mouth because it was something I've been avoiding these past years.

It has been three years, three whole years and still no sign of her.

For a second, I felt my throat closing up and my whole system shutting down as I reminisced that day like how I have been over and over again. It had been haunting me for the last three years, after that night and still, I haven't gotten over it. Everyday was a sleepless night, hoping that I would just mysteriously find her here because I hoped way too much. I've searched day and night for her, waited for her heck even travelled the world to chase her but to no avail. It's like Amalia was dead or she didn't want to be found.