Union Of Death (Secrets of The Famiglia Part 2)

“I started shadowing Marco, BUT only when he was around. And Camilla was always there, but I was careful.”

“You mean stalking?” I can’t help but laugh. She sighs and it’s dramatic, just like the Guilia I know.

“It was hardly stalking. It was observing from afar.”

I put my hands up in peace, “Okay, Observing.”

“So one day we were at a party at the Rasetto’s place and Leonardo saw me watching Marco. He told me that he knew I had a crush on Marco, but it was cute, as long as I KNEW I was his and didn’t act out on it. But by then I was falling in love with Leonardo,” She cringes,

“But before I could say anything Camilla walked in, and Leonardo doesn’t like her, so he left me alone with her. She waited for him to go and the minute he was far away, she started ranting about how I am a little girl wanting to claw my way into Catelli’s home and in Marco’s life, I told her it wasn’t like that but she went crazy.”

I say nothing, but judging by Guilia’s wild eyes, there is more.

“So for the last five months every opportunity Camilla has alone with me, she brings it up, and if I even look at Marco or he talks to me she goes ballistic.”

“That is insane. Why don’t you tell Papa?”

Guilia stares, long and hard at me, and her eyes drop and I already know the answer to that, “You slept with Leonardo didn’t you?”

“Aliyana.”

had them for a long time, if

head, agreeing with me, “I know, you and Marco. I saw the two

yes, at the time it hurt me, but when

all. It was so long ago, that I don’t even know who that girl is anymore. The

was going to marry me,

arms around me, “Why have we

guess. Camilla can’t keep bullying you, we need to

releases her hold on me, and I look up to my sister, “For starters, we get ready for bed, and sleep. And tomorrow we decide what we will do with the She demon, and that is going

with a capital T, I’m in. And thanks, but tomorrow remember to dress up for lunch.”

jumps under the covers, I got one foot on the bed when she gives me that pouty

I ask her. She

the kitchen is like on

cast a longing look to the bed before going back

still awake since it is only

of my head, I inwardly berate myself for confessing

truth you try to forget is a sour taste. Opening the double door industrial fridge, I see 2 gallons of milk, the one is half full

you thinking about doing

the shock of my life. Leonardo walks