The next morning, I wake up feeling like the happiest woman alive but my joy is short-lived when we got a call this morning saying we have to leave for Sicily as soon as possible. Carlos has made a few problems in Sicily. He had one of papa’s bases bombed. The whole family is leaving for Sicily as soon as possible. I just finished packing Enzo and my luggage while he calls the pilot and makes other necessary enquires. I walk downstairs to let him know I am ready.

“Baby, I have everything we need, we can be on our way,” I say.

“Alright, let’s go. I will have someone...