Cecilia’s POV
I sit in my room looking at all of these photos. I can’t believe how much my son had grown. I missed him so much. It was incredible how much my heart hurt looking at the life he had after he left us. It was a deep guttural pain. I can’t help but hope that I am able to have some sort of relationship with Charlotte. She is the first grandchild we have, and she is already a grown woman. Lorenzo has no wife and I’m not sure if he will ever find one. Maybe we should have set him up with a contracted wife. It’s not too late to do so, even if he is the Don of the family, we are still his parents.
Knock Knock Knock
I open my door and one of the guard’s hands me a package. He said it was dropped off at the lobby. He has opened the box it was delivered in, and I can see it is a jew
