Torn Apart, Together Again

er best friend carefully. "Going back to Sicily just for

still legally tied to Lorenzo." Sofia lifted her slender shoulders into an elegan

artment. "You're talking about the same man who has been pestering your father and ev

re? You know he won't let you g

d my lawyer is very strict and discreet. It'll be fine." Sofia tried to

e reached behind her neck and twisted it into a knot behind her nape

is to make sure Lorenzo does

ry and no longer remembers me, and now he is sweet, kind, and consider

d to hug Lois, squeezing her so tightly she worried

be so occupied working the next night shif

hurriedly walked away. She climbed into the

e," Sofia instructed t

iver asked, glancing at h

lied curtly, not d

iver said, trying to make conversat

ork th

ng you to drive, not to interrogate, so

wickedly as the man's mouth made silly movemen

just to the nervousness she felt in her stom

e car window, she let her mind wander bac

her only living relatives had been her Father. She'd been lost for a long ti

the day and then sit in her bedroom cr

not know so much as speaking Italian and the language barrier was

p where she mistakenly spilled her coffee on h

ted her for a few talks over dinner, and literally had

iet and private ceremony, not even the hardest worki

mpany and Lora never left his side, much to Sofia annoyance. Over the months, Sofia had become con

her she was overreacting, putt

ered her, since initially, she had lived only to please him as his wife, but she had known intuitively he'd neve

s of Lorenzo and Lora at a function kissing frantically. Hu

lous and that even if he slept with Lora every da

er she called him. She returned to their bedroom, smashed their wedding photo on the wall angrily, left her weddin

would not tell him where she was going because she knew L

t he would support her decision and regretted giving the condescending mafia man his blessing in marria

her daydream, realizing they

g chapter in her life. It was time to officially start her journey as a single and independe

nd it would end when she finally held

he couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She

grabbed her small plastic box

etter b