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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A few days had gone by since Gavino and I told each other that we love one another.
But I felt so happy. Being with him felt like daylight on a rainy day. Or like snow on Christmas.
But now we were two days away from the mission. We were leaving tomorrow night on a plane that would land near the Russian boarder in Ukraine and then drive into Russia in seperate cars at seperate roads so we wouldn't get noticed.
I was so nervous. I had a lot of anxiety and in the last couple of days my panic attacks had started again. It was probably because I was stressed about the mission but it was awful.
Both Gavino and Samuel had found me crying in the bathroom a couple of times.
I was sitting in my bed reading through the plan all over again. I wanted to make sure that I was fully prepared for what was about to happen.
I felt my chest tighten and immediately recognized the feeling, not again.
I tried to control my breathing and keep calm but then my mind started wandering.
What if Aldrei kills one of my friends and then gets away?
What if he kills Gavino?
What if we don't kill Aldrei?
What if they know about our plan and kill us all?
What if...?
What if...?
What...
I felt tears start to stream down my face and I was hyperventaling.
Help!
I can't breathe!
My throat was closing up and that's when I saw his face.
Aldrei was holding his hand around my throat and squeezing. I sobbed and desperately tried to breathe but to no use.
I was dying.
"Julieta. No stop, it's okay!" Aldrei was gone and instead Gavino held me in his arms as I sobbed. "It's not real, it's not real."
I cried and cried while he patted my back and calmed me down. It had felt so real, it felt like he was here.
"It's okay, it's okay," Gavino whispered and I was starting to calm down.
"Gavino, I thought that he was here," I whispered back and he nodded while holding my face in his hands.
"I know, he wasn't. It's okay, I'm here." He was so comforting and it pained me that he had to watch me like this.
I wiped my tears and leaned back against him.
"Do you think we will make it?" I asked and sniffled.
"I hope so, but I honestly have no idea," he answered and I sighed. It felt so scary because we honestly had no idea.
