Blood War (The Don Sequel)

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Kiara

"It's fine, we'll deal with it when I get back." I ended the call with Dario just as I walked through the suite. Honestly, my focus wasn't quite on what he was telling me. My mind was still processing the fact that I have a twin.

I just came from quite the run around. Dante and Luca took me to all the hospitals in the city and could you imagine, not one of them have a record of my birth, as if things weren't confusing enough. Matteo came in after me while Dante carried Massimo in his car seat.

After removing my jacket, I sat in the living room with my boys. Matteo immediately went for the remote to watch tv and Massimo was more interested in playing with his toy.

How will all of this affect my children? I feel like I can't raise them correctly if I don't even know my roots. Something will always be missing. To think that they have another grandmother out there is crazy. I hate to admit it but Venice seems to be truthful of at least two things thus far.

No evidence of my birth in any of the nearby hospitals is obviously suspicious especially since I know for a fact that I once owned a birth certificate. That's how I was able to get an ID and a job. It just doesn't make sense unless it was a fake but obtaining a false certificate that just sounds too tedious for my mom to attain but I can't ignore the facts before me.

Automatically, Venice story is starting to seem reliable. She claims she was born in Mexico and there aren't any records of my birth here which is shocking and confusing still because how did my mother make me a legal citizen. It's beginning to appear that I was an immigrant. I feel like the best person to answer all of my questions and make sense out of all this is Teresa herself but do I really want to meet her? The woman who allegedly gave birth to me and gave me up as a baby? The woman who never bothered to find me after so many years and kept my existence a secret from her family—apparently our family. Venice doesn't have any answers either but she could be the next option. It will be easier for her to get information than me for sure but I still don't trust her. I doubt she trusts me either. We have to start somewhere though because we both want answers. I shot her a text with a proposition. If she can retrieve any solid evidence of me being born in Mexico then we can sit and talk and maybe try to figure this thing out together.

This is not what this trip was suppose to be. I'm overwhelmed already and just feel lost. I feel like screaming. I haven't told a soul about any of this but maybe that's what I need, to talk to someone. It sure as hell won't be Dario. Until I have all the facts, I won't be informing him of any of this just yet so I asked Kiana to come over and we'll discuss it then. I bet she'll freakout even more than I did.