" Are...are you drunk? Were you drinking?
"Drunk? Mafias don't get drunk."
"Yes you are drunk. Who brought you here?
"I drove down here myself. See, I'm not drunk"
" I'll call Armando to come get you"
" Matteo..." I held his hand. " I didn't want to kill her. I was pissed off with Rosa and you loving her, it annoyed me. I'm your wife, yet you don't even care about me. Care? You've not even accepted me as your wife. It hurts. I'm your wife and she's out of your life. I'm your wife...what can't you love me? Hold on... because I'm a mafia. Is this karma? Why? Dad lost moma because he's a mafia, at least he found love. Mum loved him but me...my husband doesn't love me"
" Matteo, call whoever you want to call. Let her leave here. She's constituting nuisance"
" Nuisance? M
