Donatella

Chapter 6-breakfast

Song-happier than ever by billie eilish

Dona's pov

I followed Santo to the dining room. The air around us was tense.

Upon reaching the dining room,the chatter died down. All eyes snapped to where i was standing.

I know im pretty,but you don't have to stare...

Santo guided me to my chair and it was the same one i used to sit on. I sat opposite Mira and she kept her head down,refusing to meet my eyes.

"Welcome home bambina",my father said with a soft smile on his face. I just stared at him blankly,looking into his blue eyes and gave him a subtle nod.

"We missed you so much piccolla",mom says,tears threatning to spill.

"And i hope you learned your lesson",he says ,
I raised my brows at him and looked at him in disbelief.
"I didn't do it",i gritted out,anger coursing through my veins.
"Why wont you just admit and stop lying Dona",he says softly,as if urging me to tell the truth

Is he serious?

"I am telling the truth,i didn't fucking do it",by now i was beyond mad
"Do not cuss at your father",he grits out in anger,mom puts a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him.

"Or what, you're gonna send me back?",i blurt out causing everyone to gasp. No one ever talked to him this way,ever.

"I might have to if this behaviour continues",i stand up from my chair,"I'd rather be there than here",by now all eyes were on us.

I walked to my room and closed the door. I leaned on it and slid down.

So much for a reunion...

Enzo's pov

I missed Dona so much,i though of her every single day and night. If she was ok,if she ate well. I always felt guilty that i couldn't stop dad from sending her away. His decision was irrational,it was stupid,he can't just send his daughter away for something we are not even sure she did. And even if she did it,why wasn't Mira punished,why was she let off easily.

I always dreamed of the day she came home,that i would make up for all the time lost. But seeing how she acted today made me rethink.

She was still mad...

Though,her appearance worried me. She had a huge scar on her face and it made me wonder how she got it. Did someone hurt her?
Her hair was black and short. We were all born with brown and curly hair. Her face was cold and blank,no emotions present in her eyes. I tried to read her as much as i could but i see through her.

After Dona stormed off,mom gave dad a much needed lecture. I could see that dad felt guitly. We all continued eating in silence and after breakfast we all went our separate ways.