Christmas celebrations in Sicily are loud, lively, and abundant.
This year, the party is being hosted by the Boss, Salvatore Vitale, and everything feels even more different than the year before. Less than a year away from home, I feel like a stranger in my own land, and London feels more comfortable with every passing day.
Well-dressed women, drinks that seem to come from an endless fountain, and sophisticated food.
Siena stays by my side, steady, but ever since I returned for the holiday celebrations, we have barely talked.
Something changed in her relationship with her father, and now she lives in fear, completely different from how I found her at my fifteenth birthday party.
Months have passed, and neither of us is the same.
I saved a girl, was beaten, and exiled to another count
