For the first time in my life...
I felt lost.
"La mia principessa araba," he murmured, cocking his head to the side. "My Arabian princess. You don't need your father. You have me now."
He shoved me into the car, forcing the seatbelt on me, before sliding into the Driver's seat himself.
"I'll take care of you, il mio amore." My love. "With my dying breath. I promise you. You have just witnessed my loyalty for yourself. You don't need anyone else but me. I'm going to make you happy. My mafia princess. My beautiful mafia princess..."
I could hardly bring myself to listen to his words, my eyes still fixated on my father's dead body, as my surroundings spun around me.
Wondering why God allowed this to happen.
Wondering why God was punishing me like this.
Marcello began to drive.
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