Forbidden Temptations

My blood ran cold when I heard those four chilling words on the phone. "Your parents are dead". Dead. My phone slipped from my hold and hit the ground with a sound. I was barely holding myself to care. They're dead. Because of a shooting. Someone killed them. No, not someone. Them. The Italian Mafia. The Lucianos. My knees gave up, and I fell to the ground, feeling numb and hollow. A sob ripped through me as It soon became a scream. My parents, They loved me. Cecila and Liam McCarthy. I was their everything, their world. That's why they let me study overseas. And now I regret being here. I should've been with them. Died with them. They were my life and I lost them. And I wasn't there to see them take their last breath, their last words. To see their eyes fluttered close as the reaper took them away. Away from me. Away from this world. They were my life support. A part of my soul and now gone. I lost something precious. I lost a part of myself I'd never get back. I was sobbing for what felt like an eternity and finally found a grip. I hauled myself up, took my phone from the ground, and booked myself a flight ticket. If there's anything I know for sure now, I would claim my rightful place as the Mafia Heiress. As the Mafia Lady. And make whoever killed my parents pay. And they would pay with their blood and life.