GRETA'S POV
I looked on the time on the clock once
again. I lost count of the number of times I did so.
I stayed up the whole night. I couldn't sleep.
Whether it was because of nerves or regret.
He left right after he told me those words
last night.
He never came back.
He was here. I knew he was. All his cars were parked in the same spot.
The clock struck eight-o'clock andI ran to
the door. My baby brother's life was on the line.
I knocked on the door.
"Luca!"I shouted. "I know you're out there! Let me out!
Silence.
"Please," I cried. "He is going to kill dad! I need to talk to him!"
Silence.
"Please," I begged. "I know I'm asking a
lot but please. This is my father.
"I would rather die before he does."
The door clicked and I stepped away. I slowly turned the handle and it unlocked. Luca looked straight in front of him before closing the door.
I quickly hugged him before running dowr the hallway.
I checked the whole of upstairs and he
wasn't there.
I ran downstairs and saw him working on
that stupid car outside.
"Mrs. Anastasia!"
I heard and I jumped. I looked back and it was Ms. Rossi.
"Why do you look so frightened?"
"Did Albert bring anybody here? Like a tall, dark haired, grumpy old man?"
Her eyebrows furrowed. "No dear, what's Wrong?"
I relaxed a bit.
"I was just about to make Mr. Anastasia's
breakfast. Why don't you help? I won't tell him you did."
The sesame extract!
"Yes!"
She smiled.
"Happy to cook your husband's breakfast? Now that is a good wife!"
I walked to the kitchen and I kept my eyes on the cupboard the extract was.
The only problem I had was Ms. Rossi. She wouldn't' move from in front the shove.
"Go get the eggs, dear," she ordered me and I got them.
"Do you guys have any basil?" I asked.
"Basil?" She asked back and I nodded. "I do but I would have to pick it from the garden. Why?"
"I always say you can't eat a meal without basil."
She laughed. "You are right. Why don't you make the eggs until I come back?"
I nodded my head with an innocent smile. Once she left, I ran to the cupboard and grabbed the extract.
I cracked the egg and quickly mixed the extract into it. I rushed to put back the it
before pouring the egg into the hot frying pan.
"Got them!" She shouted as she proudly
held the basil in the air.
I faked a smile as my heart heated fast.Her eyes widened and I feared I'd been caught.
"What's-what's wrong?"I stuttered.
"You work really fast!" She said and I relaxed a little.
We finished up the rest of the breakfast in no time.
She shared his plate and I poured his coffee.
"Don't tell him that I was here,"
I told and she winked to me.
"Your secret is safe with me.
"Also, you might want to clear this area for a while."
"Why is that?" She asked.
I couldn't risk anyone finding him before he was actually dead.
"You kept telling me about making babies but he has been so busy lately that we don't even have time to do the activity which helps makes the babies.
Her eyes widened and she nodded. "You don't have to worry. This whole area will be off limits! You guys take all the time that you need."
I smiled.
"Let me go get him and clear the area," she said before walking out.
I looked around to find a place to hide.BI saw a spot in the corner so I sprinted to it.
The doors opened and I could hear his voice.
He walked up to the island and took a sip of
his coffee.
"Go to his mansion and bring him here before noon."
I knew he was talking about dad. He hung up the phone and put the bread which had the egg in it to his mouth.
He took a few bites before he paused to look at the bread with furrowed eyebrows.
He grabbed the coffee and put the mug to
his mouth. It looked like he was already starting to struggle and I smiled.
This was a wicked thing to do but he would
do it without a second thought. He dropped the mug and it shattered on the ground.
Lucky for me, everyone would just think we were having aggressive sex and broke something.
He looked weak enough so I brought myself out of hiding and stood up.
When he saw me, this eyes widened and he held his throat.
I pouted. "Is something wrong, husband?" His face turned to red and he fell to the floor.
"Who would've thought that a simple sesame extract would have gotten you killed?" I laughed.
He dropped his hand from his neck and I stopped laughing.
What am I doing? I'm not a murderer like him? I can't just watch him suffocate to death. I'm not like him. I will never be like him.
"I can get your epipen if you promise me that you wouldn't kill my father," I said but he ignored me.
I went closer to him. "Albert, Ms. Rossi said you could die from this. Promise me that you're not going to kill dad!"
He looked at me before looking away as he struggled to breathe.
"Dad is the only parent I have left. I can't lose him just like I lost my mum and my other mother.
He just sat there waiting to die.
"Are you kidding me? You're choosing to die because you ate an egg with the Wrong seasoning?"
His blinks became longer and slower.
I quickly run out of the kitchen to find Ms. Rossi.
She was dusting the centrepiece in the living room.
"Ms. Rossi!" I shouted.
She turned to mne with a smile. "Are two
finished already? Should I start turning one of the bedrooms into a nursery?"
"Where is Albert's epipen? He needs his
epipen!" I cried.
"What? Slow down. What for? He should not have any allergic reactions."
"Just tell me where the goddamn epipen is!"I shouted.
"It's-it's in the kitchen in the island drawer," she said with fear in her eyes.
I immediately turned back and ran to the kitchen.
When I walked in, his eyes were closed an I couldn't tell if he was breathing or not. I picked up the pace and ran to the drawer I grabbed it and he ran straight to him where I injected it.
"Please wake up,"
I whispered over and over as I held him in my arms. "I'm sorry, I needed to protect dad and you were a threat,"
This made me start thinking about mom.
He tooka deep breath as he shot up. I sighed in relief.
When he realized he was in my arms, he immediately stood up. He almost lost his balance and gripped on to the island for balance."
"Albert," I started off but I couldn't bring myself to say anything.
He picked up his phone and placed it at his
ear.
"Leave the man and come back home." A small smile came out my face.
"Thank you-"
"Is this what you wanted?" He shouted at
me. "I hope you're happy that you got what you wanted but you're going to regret it.
You should've just left me to die," he said before walking out the kitchen.