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A new beginning part I

A new beginning

Help me, I got lost again

But I remember you

Don't come back, this won't end well

But I wish you would tell me to come back

Our love is six feet underground

I can't help but wonder

If our grave were watered by rain

Did roses bloom?

Cold roses bloom

Again?

Six Feet Under – Billie Eilish

My head feels like it weighs a ton, having terrible difficulty trying to open my eyes with my heavy body, bringing back the memories of the last week, the beating, the miscarriage, the hunger and finally the pleasure of seeing your eyes open scared and angry. to find out who would be his tormentor.

The savory taste of his death covering every doubt and fear, causing the monster fed for so many years to finally break free, taking place in the sun, wanting to expose the feat to the world as much as it wants more blood.

Fear rages, has anyone found out?

Would my brothers be dead now?

Bianca where are you?

  • Finally! – I was answered by the sweet voice and then I opened my eyes.

Bianca, my twin sister with hair as blond as mine, and the dark eyes inherited from our mother shining on the spot with a yellowish lighting unable to hide her beauty.

  • I love you, and I love you even more for having the brilliant idea to die - His laugh reverberated through the place.

And finally feeling something thudding, I noticed tears running down my cheeks.

  • We did it? - I sighed with a heavy chest, with a lethargy to speak, perhaps an effect of the drug.

Taking a deep breath, wanting to hear from the three fools, the only men I'm now sure have always loved me.

"Not yet." Frank's voice was gravelly making him look away.

The place appears to be a small apartment, the ceiling a little musty, Frank sitting in an armchair next to the bed understood the silent questions.

"Your brothers need to take down the Sartori so we can breathe in peace." His statement made memories flash through my mind quickly.

  • We need to help them somehow, I can't bear to know that they died for my selfishness.

Yes, my selfishness was after all that I was born to serve my husband and I still failed.

Bianca seemed to understand the distress, placing her hand on my left cheek.

  • I don't know how I can help, until two days ago I was just a trophy wife - She sighed - Yes, I know, you were one more day off, I almost went crazy thinking I could have died.

The caress of his hand hit a sensitive part, what should have been a bruise from the punch.

— The two of them can start helping if they change faces - Frank snorted.

The soldier's plan did not seem to please my sister, nor is it my aim.

I need to find a way to make the De Angelis turn against Don Sartori, the two biggest families will kill each other making room for the traditional Costello family, now reduced to three members.

Bianca attended all the parties, whereas she only went to parties when Stefano declared that he had behaved well, she must know about single girls who can make deals by marrying our brothers. It's their destiny, and honestly, I don't feel a little guilty, as Jack had said: They follow family rules, honor their wives.

My brothers wouldn't be like Riina or Sartori, they would be the future of the family and that thought ripped a smile from my aching face.

Bianca watched as if she wanted to discover my thoughts, but I didn't make a point of hiding them.

  • I need black ink, blue, scissors and a pink ink too - Frank raised his eyebrow - We'll need new documents, maybe Jack already provided.

Frank huffed like he was having a nervous breakdown.

Bianca and I were waiting for the man to fall hard to the ground, but he just stood up and exasperated.

— Ah Beatrice Costello, it's not possible that you don't know — He spoke as if it was obvious — Let's play with cold cloths since we're in the same boat.

I nodded as he calmed himself down by sitting back in the armchair, I swung my feet out of bed and took in the frayed wallpaper and a small window next to it.

'What beauty do you and Bianca have, your brothers have muscle, the Costello family should have at least run for Consiglieri's chair, and not even that your father, before he died, tried to do. - He stopped in impressive drama - Because he didn't want to tarnish the family name with the intelligence of his brothers.

And it was at this point that Frank won me over, the soldier burst out laughing almost endlessly with his sincerity, I felt my eyes watering with laughter and my cheeks hurting. Bianca seems to be despairing to find out that our brothers are stupid, but this is nothing new.

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