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turn home for Thanksgiving weekend. It was my first y

to fly back to Spain to spend the weekend with my family

living room. They were watching a movie together. My papa always mad

re to use the time he had with the family effecti

rowing up, so I always tried isolating myself from them.

ng throughout the morning, so I stayed back to br

oud noise coming from the gate. I paused a

laughing and chatting before had become silent. The only thing I co

d another gunshot. But this time, it was inside

om to see my mama's lifeless body lying on the sofa. Hot te

d days but I wouldn't wish death on anyone. Why d

and I gasped in disbelief. I couldn't see who the shoot

em. But I didn't have the courage, I was still in shock.

ht they were going to leave my siblings but m

ront door. I couldn't stay back, I tiptoed downstairs to the

turned around slowly to look at him. I wanted to see the face of

me!" I pleaded. I recognized him. He was Ruiz Giovanni. I had seen

s. Everything they said about him was true. He mov

suggested but Ruiz shook his head and lowered his

y siblings away from the mafia world. He wa

an to snoop around and found things I wasn't meant to know.

pa and I knew they were rivals. But I also knew they had formed a tr

my head to toe. I was shaking and I couldn't respond. What did

brought out his gun but Ruiz stopped him. "Ruiz, what are y

ile Lorenzo trailed behind us. My heart sank at the sight

and when I realized he was taking me to the front door. "Y

e and I was going to wake up soon. This

I didn't flinch. I fell to the ground and tears st

was really tight, so how did they get inside? My mi

ir pool of blood. I tapped on their body several

m the terrible nightmare, Ruiz finally spoke. "I'm so

an ounce of remorse in his words. "You're a monster

e coming with me." He said and I twisted my head in confusion. "It's either

t was the use of living anymore if my enti

ave tone. Ruiz and Lorenzo exchanged disbelieving glance