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"But that ... it just doesn't make sense" - I shouted out the last part of the sentence in frustration, this guy was messing with my head and I couldn't tell if he was actually telling me the truth or if he was lying.

If he was telling me truth that meant that all my brothers had lied to me and would they do that? would they lie about something so brutal? Also why did I even care about what this Roberto was telling me he could just be a regular psycho in my house, surely he was just trying to mess with my head right?

"I know you don't believe in what I'm telling you, but I also know that there is a part, a little voice in your head that believes me, and is starting to doubt how truthful your brothers have been towards you, and I would suggest you to listen to that voice.

"No there is no voice telling me that, the voice in my head is telling me that you need to leave plus you already know what I'm capable of"

I was now only a few centimeters away from his face this man didn't scare me anymore and I needed to show that. Standing so close to his face I could see a faint scar that began from his eyelid down to the middle of his cheek. It wasn't an ugly scar but there definitely was a story behind it, maybe a brutal one but I couldn't tell. Plus standing so close the scent of musk filled my nostrilles ... it felt warm?

"Okay let's say that you're telling me the truth, let's say that I believe you, let's say that my that my dad actually killed my mother, tell me why me knowing this is important to you?

"The simple answer Miya is that I need you to marry me, If Wiliams only daughter married his biggest rival that would be the ultimate revenge on a scum like him"

"What makes you think my dad would care that I married you, cause I truly don't think he will think of it as revenge"

"You're right about that" - Roberto lifted his head looking me straight into my eyes "But he does care about his reputation"

"So all of this is just to ruin my dads reputation?"

"Yes"

"and I just need to trust my gut and actually believe you are telling me the truth?

"Lily we do have evidence of your father wanting to kill your mother and the day your mother died we sent people to search the area around your house, and we found men from your dad's mafia there. So it's not about just trusting my word but actually just about you trusting real evidence"

"You do know you need to show me this evidence right?"

"Yes it would have been a disappointment if the Lily blindly trusted a strangers word" - the corners of his mouth formed a nearly not visible but genuine smile.

"So what's your plan?"

"Of course you would need to see the evidence before making further decisions and we have brought the evidence with us so we can take a look at it here"

"And how do you expect me to trust that you havn't just created false evidence?"

"Well it's up to you to trust me at this point. I am not going to force you to do anything I want you to make a decision on reality and the actual truth"

The next few hours Roberto and his men showed me all of the evidence. There were names of the people involved, pictures of them as well, but also actual video recordings of my dad admitting that he killed my mother. There was no doubt that these videos were real and by the end of them I was crying.

Crying in front of Roberto and his men was the last thing I wanted to, but instead of looking at me slowly becoming a mess, Roberto told his men to turn round so their backs were facing us. Roberto then handed me his handkerchief and turned around as well.

There has always in my life been times when I was afraid I wouldn't wake up the next day, in my world you always know that one day you wont wake up. Learning the truth about my mothers death felt like being alive but also having died at the same time, and will I wake up tomorrow?

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