I'm having the worst day of my life.
I didn't mean to yell at Riri today. It seems I've done nothing but aggravate her lately. It's all because of the stupid drugs. Once again, my brother has made my life miserable—even after his death. He almost killed me in that car accident he orchestrated, which caused Nova's demise, he sent men to kill Riri's family, he ambushed them at the nightclub that killed many of the De Luca's men, including Pietro, and now this. Filippo must be cackling as he watches me fix all the problems he and my father caused. I hope he burns in hell for all eternity.
I immediately regretted it as soon as I yelled at Riri for telling on my sister—who made it a point to scream at me through ALL CAP texts and a dozen exclamation points. I just have a lot on my mind right now and I don't want to deal with the De Lucas.
