- Lucia -
I held him, I held him so tight. I was afraid that if I was to let him go that he'd crumble before me, a risk I wasn't willing to take.
His silence was filling the room and if I wasn't worried already, I definitely was now. No silent sobs, no straying tears, nothing but empty eyes and a broken soul.
It had been a week since his mother passed away. A whole week of silent chaos. The bustling around preparing her funeral, trying the best to cope with the loss of a wonderful, warm woman.
I was suffering, sure. I loved Linda like the mother figure she was, but I couldn't wallow in pity for myself. I had to be the woman everyone thought I was and stay strong. For Enzo, for Roberto, Kiki, my children.
Enzo was cold. Agonisingly silent. Worryingly calm.
I wanted him to scream, smas
