#Chapter35
AVATIA'S POV
/"You're kidding me. Tell me you're joking./" Ana squealed in excitement as I told her about last night.
I shook my head, a proud smirk forming. /"He said THANK YOU. For real. I thought I wasn't hearing well but he repeated it again Ana. I'm serious./"
Her eyes grew wide. /"You're telling me that the same Dreidan that I know, leader of the mafia here in Italy and the United States of America, told you thank you? Hell no! I can't believe that. The last time I heard such words was about five years ago./"
I laughed. Her expression was priceless. /"Believe it or not. He said it./"
All of a sudden she frowned a little.
/"What's wrong?/"
She turned back to the casserole she was making. /"I just feel bad that you'll soon be leaving. This house would be lonely once more./"
I frowned too. She was right. I know it sounds crazy but I was gonna miss this house. And most especially Ana.
