A leap of faith..

C1 DANIA I am doing the right thing…I am doing the right thing, which is what I must keep telling myself. I have always been told by my family that my purpose is to marry our family friend’s son to merge families and potential future business deals but no matter how much they tell me, and I tell myself, it does not feel right there has to be more for me? I live in America, the big apple to be precise my family and I moved here from Italy for what was promised to be a better life and that it has but only because my fate has been determined that is what is keeping us above water, I hate this sort of pressure why does it have to be me? oh that’s why I’m the only child not like I would wish this on my siblings if I had some but alas I could never disappoint my parents the repercussions would be too vast I would be disowned and left to fend for myself, I would have no one in a country I don’t know. “Dania time to go meet the Moretti’s for lunch” mum shouted up the stairs bringing me out of my deep, pitying thoughts. *sigh* “Yes Mother, I’m just finishing getting ready now” I responded. I quickly slip my jeans and jumper on and tied my hair up in to a bun, I never wear makeup much to my mother’s disapproval, but I never was interested at most I would put mascara on. I raced downstairs and greeted my mother at the bottom, reaching for my coat and scarf as autumn is upon us and its so cold here in New York. “Must you wear that outfit you are trying to impress their son; do you think Carlo would be impressed with this and why do you not have any makeup on? Are you trying to sabotage this meeting?” I internally roll my eyes and think if only I had the guts to sabotage it. “Never mind we don’t have time for you to change now, remember to stay quiet unless spoken to.” I nod and mother accepts as she turns to open the door to leave. On our way to the Moretti’s, it was just me and mother again, my father is always busy with business and even when I do see him, he is man of little words, I always feel like I have let him down as he wished for a son but got me. Getting pulled out my thoughts as the car started to slow down, I gasp, it still takes me by surprise every time I see their house, or should I say mansion if anything I can safely say the Moretti’s certainly have taste. Pulling up to the gates we were immediately buzzed through my stomach starts knotting and I wish I could run, the thought of seeing Carlo sends shivers down my spine and not in a good way, he is arrogant, slimy and I always feel on edge round him, how I will ever spend the rest of my life with him is yet to be determined. Walking up to the front door my mother rings the doorbell and their butler answers it. “Good morning, Mrs and miss Rossi I’m Alfred the Moretti’s butler, please come up they are situated in the dining room where lunch will soon be served.” I follow Alfred and mother till we arrived at some big wooden doors, Alfred opens the door, and we are met with Carlo’s mother. “Hello” Mrs Moretti booms “Please come sit down, Carlo should be here any moment just had a little business to finish up on.” “No problem, Sylvia, after all business is important!” I hated the way my mother sucked up to these people, but I remained quiet like told until Ms Moretti turns her attention on me. “Dania how are you dear?” Sylvia had always been nice enough, but I get the impression I would not be first choice for her son and safe to say he would most definitely not be mine either. “I’m good thankyou Mrs Moretti and yourself” “Please enough of the formalities we are soon to be family sylvia is fine” I looked to my mother who nodded, and I turned back to sylvia about to respond when the doors slammed opened and he walked in.