ALINA
"Mother, we'd all be dead if not for Luca. How can you ask Alina to divorce him?" Valentina asked the very question on my mind before I could.
Mother sat forward, staring at both of us, earnestly. "We didn't have this much fighting. Alina, I know about the bomb that was dropped at your office. You're not safe. I am afraid to lose my children because of Luca!" She hissed angrily.
I never told her about the bomb. My eyes narrowed. "How do you know about the bomb?"
"I might look like a pretty face in silks and make up, but I think you forget that I was married to your father for almost thirty years. I have my ways." She said.
"Then why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you call me?" I asked.
I didn't want to say it, but I was furious. My mother, always so concerned abou
