RAVEN:
Fiona’s question interrupts my time with Dante. She doesn’t even let me speak as she continues.
“I am the godmother. That was made possible because my husband was the Don and Godfather. He is deceased now, and if I die tomorrow, you will take the title.” She drops her mug of coffee.
“So far, you have not shown any responsibilities. Nothing points to the fact that you will be a great leader in the future.”
Dante speaks, “Mother.”
I press a hand to his chest, cutting him off before he can finish.
“Even if I stood in front of you with a placard showcasing my qualities, you would never see that.” I look her in the eyes as I speak. “For days now, I have begged Dante to allow me to have a job, but he says he doesn’t want that. If I go contrary to his request, you will still chastise
