She is an assassin in her brother's mafia. She is fierce and has strong opinions. One of those opinions is that she has always disliked the leader of the mafia they worked with, an alliance had been formed a while ago and now the Italian and Spanish...
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I woke up in my bed after a long night. After my mom had left she thought I was alseep but I was nowhere near falling asleep. I tried reading and picked up Beach Read that was laying on my nightstand but I only read a few sentences and then my mind went otherways.
It used to be worse I wouldn't be able to sleep at all and would go days without sleeping now it had gotten better and at least I could get a few hours of sleep most nights.
I had tried to listen to music but my mind still went back to those moments. I had paced around my room for at least an hour before my brother came in and calmed me down. He helped me and after he left I actually fell asleep.
Samuel had helped a lot through all these years. He was the only one that really knew what was going on. Laia knew some of it because I had to tell her to like be careful with guys and stuff after it happened to me but I just couldn't tell her all of it, it was to hard to tell Samuel and I couldn't do it two times.
I got out of my bed and walked into the bathroom. I looked like shit. My hair was a mess and you could tell that I had been crying because my eyes were all puffy and red. I washed my face and brushed my hair. I still looked bad.
Then I put my hair up with a hairclip and did my makeup. I looked a bit more decent and it wasn't going to get better so I just walked out and picked out an outfit.
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It was simple, it was cute and I wasn't doing anything special today so it worked. I walked out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. There I was met by two idiots. Luca and Hugo.
"Hi Julieta," Hugo said and they both smirked.
"Hello," I simply answered and walked over to the fridge. I opened it and it was completely empty. "What the hell." I turned around and glared at them.
"It was not us," Hugo spoke and then they both burst out laughing.
"Where is the food?" I asked and Luca shrugged.
"Santa stole it," he said and they laughed again.
"Oh god you're like babies," I muttered and took a mandarin from the counter. "If you would've taken the fruit I would've killed you."
