Gio and Tessa were best friends for years.
When she visits his grave on the fifth anniversary of his death, she finds out something she never expected.
How will Tessa navigate through this?
Reality has yet to kick in.
Could it be a dream? A cruel...
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BIANCA DELUCA
I froze for a moment, thinking I could be hallucinating. Tino did wake me up pretty early this morning and I was up all night wrapping gifts. I must be over tired because there's no way in hell, my ex and Tino's "father", Asad Bilal Bianchi is standing in front of me right now.
"I'm here to see my son, Bianca."
Those seven, simple words replayed through my brain for what felt like hours but was only ten seconds. Each time I repeated the sentence to myself I get angrier by the second. If I was of a lighter complexion, I probably would've turned red.
His son?
Tino Massimo DeLuca is my son. I named him. I've been raising him for almost four years without the help of my no good, runaway, abusive baby daddy. I'm here for every nightmare that Tino has. I check for monsters under the bed. Not Asad. He is no more than a sperm donor to me.
When I met Tino's so called, Father, I was young and a hopeless romantic. I watched corny romance movies when I was younger and constantly dreamed of being in a fairytale romance sort of situation as I saw in the movies. I simply loved the idea of love. However, the idea and the actual act of being in love isn't always such a fairytale. It definitely wasn't for me.
Well, at first, it was.
I met Tino's father, Asad, or AB, as his friends called him, at one of my fathers mafia events. I believe it was some sort of fundraiser. I had begged my dad to let me go that year just so I could get my hair and makeup done and wear one of those big, poofy dresses.
I remember being terribly bored. The event was held in Italy so only me, my mom and dad were there together. We were still living in America at the time. Giovanni had decided to stay with Tessa because he was clearly in love with her, which is besides the point.
That night, I ended up finding myself in a conversation with AB. God, I thought he was the most handsome man ever. He almost looked like Prince Naveen from my favorite Disney movie, "Princess and the Frog."
He had the brightest, most enchanting smile. He also stood about seven inches taller than me which is hard to find as a girl who is 5'6 and wearing heels.
However, after that night, I didn't see him again until we moved to Italy, just a little while later. During that time, we did keep in touch. I actually felt like I had found my soulmate, I thought I had my fairytale love.
Although we texted and called eachother all of the time, he'd also write me letters which I loved. At the time, I was completing my last year of college and he cheered me on all the way through. He was truly perfect. We even got to see each other in person a couple more times as my family often traveled to Italy for business.
The build up of our long distance relationship is what made me so excited to go back to Italy. We would be there for good this time, I could finally be with the guy I loved.
