EMILY'S POV
I stepped out of the car, looking over the familiar environment that had always felt a lot more like home. Even though uncle Matteo and his family had moved to a better part of the slums, I still had dreams of doing more for them.
I wanted to make loads of money and move them out of this place, to somewhere much better.
Agatha had told me of her plans to do so as well, but her job as a personal assistant in an upcoming law firm, wasn't really putting so much cash in her pockets.
"You can wait here for me, Vito." I said, but he shot me that look that screamed, 'definitely not, ma'am'.
"Fine then." I released a sigh of defeat, making my way towards the old and rusty metal gate that was supposed to secure the entrance of the house. Vito followed me behind.
I opened the ga
