DANTE'S POV
I watched silently as Uncle Massimo paced the length of Doctor Alfonso's office, heaving so roughly.
"How could you, Dante?!!" His voice suddenly boomed over the place.
I released a low sigh, maintaining my calm.
"How could you do this?" He asked again, making his way to me. "Your mother is alive, and you said nothing this entire time?!"
"I was trying to protect her."
"From who?!" He hit Doctor Alfonso's desk in anger. At the end of the day, I guess I had gotten my temper from him.
"We are your family, Dante. No matter how untrusting or scared you may have been, you were supposed to confide in us!" He released a long sigh, brushing his hand through his hair.
Suddenly, his face fell and he titled his head to the side in uncertainty.
"Dio..." He whispered in disbelief
