It was the day after I had found out about the baby picture and no matter how much I’d call or text Vincenzo he would not answer.
I was getting anxious since Christian wasn’t here— and even considered asking Olivia, Vincenzo’s address because I could not take it anymore.
“Are you sure you’re not going to eat anything?” Emmanuella who had returned asked and I shook my head while I kept staring at my phone. The last person I had texted was Beau, and I hoped he would reply.
“No, I’m good thanks,” I reassured her. “Yes, but how about the baby?” She asked, and pushed the plate towards my direction— forcing me to eat. Not in the mood to talk to her anymore, I had accepted the plate and started eating.
“Emmanuella, you’ve been in this family for a long time, right?” I asked her as she nodded her head. “Yes, why?”
