Aliyana
There is hope in all of us. A small glimmer of it even in the evilest of villains to walk the earth.
And love, oh love, a human emotion that is reckless, wild, and free as it paints you into the promise of its false truth, that is our fail switch.
Then there is humanity, an emotion that is weak - the reason we fall so far, we become blinded. Well, at least that is what my papa says.
We sacrifice so much for it; in the end, we are a mirror of our suicide.
I, Aliyana Capello, am not immune to the dealings of the heart when it comes to one man.
I am as vulnerable as if I have already slit my own throat.
“He is so handsome,” I say, staring at the guy walking in front of my sister and me.
Leonardo Catelli, third son of our Capo, Marcello Catelli.
Today is a special
