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Chapter 2

  • Ariana
  • Was anything wrong? Was he alright? I asked myself as I stared at him, worried that something might be really wrong. I wanted to ask him if there was something wrong or if he was badly hurt, but I held it in, letting him speak up whenever he was ready.
  • "Let's leave Sicily," he suddenly said. It was so out of the blue and very surprising. I stared at him in awe, almost choking on what was in my mouth. Why did he suddenly want to leave Sicily? His family was here, and he was doing fine. There was no way he was doing this because of me, right?
  • "Never mind," he responded when he saw my reaction, and my silence had probably made him conclude that I was not ready to leave. "No," I answered, and he frowned. "You don't want to go?" he asked, disappointed. "You don't want to leave, right? I know Sicily is your home and where your mother rests, but Ariana, I can't bear to see you suffer in the hands of that witch and your dad," he answered. This time, he was angry, and I could tell he was not happy at all. He hated Greta with a passion much more than I hated her.
  • But this wasn't right. Running away from home because of me wasn't the right thing to do. Renzo was not the one being mistreated, so why did he have to leave the place he called home and his family just because of me? I wouldn't be able to bear seeing him suffer or regret his actions later in the future, even when part of me wanted to escape with him, to run away, very far away.
  • To a foreign country where no one knows us. Where I could love Renzo without fear of being caught and being punished by my parents, part of me wanted to escape this hell called life and start afresh with him. Part of me loved the idea, but it would only make me a burden to him, and that was the last thing I wanted to be. "I know you want to help me escape, but..."
  • I couldn't finish my words when his warm lips were placed on mine, drawing me into a deep kiss. I shut my eyes as I savored his sweet taste, and he deepened the kiss, his tongue hungrily seeking mine.
  • "No buts! I swear I won't regret it. This is what I choose to do, Ariana," he said in the most gentle and passionate voice, immediately re-engaging the kiss that took forever. I had no other choice; I was melted by his words. He wanted this, and God knows I also wanted to leave Sicily for good, so I agreed. "Fine, let's run far away where they can't find us."
  • His face brightened as he reached for my hands and held them. "Tomorrow by 8:00 PM, meet me here. I got train tickets to Mexico City. We will go there together, get married, and start a new life together with the past far behind us. Promise me you will be there," he said, his eyes searching mine for answers, and I nodded my head in agreement, smiling. "I promise." He was indeed the best gift given to me by the universe.
  • I giggled cheerfully, smiling from ear to ear as I walked back home. Finally, my dreams of being free from all this maltreatment and pain were becoming a reality. In less than 24 hours, I was going to leave Sicily for Mexico with the one person I loved the most.
  • The excitement was almost unbearable. I brought out my phone as I kept smiling at our pictures and the train tickets. My heart skipped a beat as I bumped into a hard figure, and I slowly raised my head only to see a man as tall as Renzo or taller staring down at me. His cold, mossy green eyes sent shivers down my spine as our eyes met.
  • He had a cold and dark aura that couldn't be ignored. His jaw clenched, and his eyes were fiery as he stared at me and back at the picture and tickets in my hands. Subconsciously, I slowly hid them behind me. It was hard to see his face in the dark, and his nose mask covered his face, leaving only his eyes visible. "I'm sorry," I whispered.
  • "Tsk," I heard him make a sound of disapproval and leave. Immediately, I picked up my pace. My house was the only one on that block, and I wondered where he came from.
  • Did he lose his way, or was he coming out of my house?
  • "Oh no."
  • I panicked as I noticed the gate open. I could swear I locked this gate when I left.