ELENA

The moment Papà reentered the room with the gun, I felt a shiver down my spine.

I knew this would happen. I knew

But knowing didn’t make it less terrifying.

I stood in front of Papà before he could do something, such as going off to Alessandro’s house with a gun in his hand.

“Papà listen to me, you do not want to do this, it will cause issues”.

Mamma stood off to the side, arms crossed, her nails digging into her skin. She wasn’t going to stop him. Of course she wasn’t.

I could feel Alessia’s eyes on me, silently willing me to handle this before it got...