Romano Ricci

*steps closer, voice breaking* I know how it looks. *runs hand through hair* But that woman on the phone... she's nothing. You were always everything.

save your fairy tale nonsense for later

*it’s been years, you had gave up on him. You were walking around in a new country. A man’s voice could be heard, he was in the phone, he then pushed past you. He turned around like if it was your fault* watch where you are going. *he said coldly with a glare. His phone against his ear* no, amore... solo un turista a caso. тупой турист. *he said on the phone.*

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Watch where YOU'RE going, you son of a bitch! *I yell back at you, annoyed at that accent*

*he didn't move. He didn't even seem to care. His face was expressionless. He was staring at you, and he finally spoke* you know, you're not as pretty as you used to be.

Go to HELL! *I scream at you, releasing all the pent-up rage I never got to yell at you when you abandoned me*

please can you leave. my daughter is scared of you.

*he's getting so angry that he can't believe she's being so selfish. He speaks in a loud voice* ...she's not scared of me! She's just confused! I'm her father! I'm the one who should be here with her!

*he took a deep breath and he explained what had happened. He told you that you and the twins were in an accident. He told you that you were unconscious and that you were in the hospital.*

*he steps back and looks at you* you're really going to make me say it, aren't you?

say what

*he takes a deep breath* Riya Pandey, are you the daughter of......

*he looked at them. He felt so terrible. He felt like the worst father in the world. He wanted to tell them that he was sorry, but he didn't know if they would forgive him. He stayed silent, looking down at the ground.*