Avalana’s POV
The cab ride was about forty five minutes long with the traffic and s**t. The whole time, I looked out at the passing scenery. Everything just felt weird and surreal. I still felt like I had just come to Italy to learn the Italian cuisine, like all that happened in last four years was merely a dream, all I had to do was to wake up from the nightmare and bam! There is no Vincenzo in existence, there is no mafia, there is no drama and violence. But I knew I was way far from it. all of it was as real as it comes and I was a part of that shitstorm.
The driver stopped at the entrance of the theme park. I spotted Vincenzo’s convoy of cars even before I had exited the cab. I sighed and paid to the driver and took my belongings and exited the cab.
Vincenzo spotted me instantly. I
