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Chapter 2

Valentina's POV

I sat there waiting for him to say something.

"Your neighbors heard two gunshots in your apartment so they called the police. When they arrived they saw that your mom killed Michael and then killed herself. She left a note stating why she did it." I was more than shocked. I couldn't believe it.

Without knowing I started crying silently. Why? Why did you leave me mom?

"Let's go. I'll take you to the police station for now." I quietly get up and wait for him to lead the way.

I waited for him outside the office while he was telling the assistant principal that he was leaving. I felt numb. I still can't believe it. What's going to happen to me? Where do I go now?

He comes out and leads me to his car. I get into the passenger seat and stare out the window. The car ride was silent. It wasn't awkward or anything, just a comfortable silence.

When we get there he tells me he has to go back to the school. But before he leaves he gives me his personal phone number and tells me to call him if I ever need anything. I don't say anything but I nod my head to show him I'm listening.

I've been waiting for around 20 minutes when a police officer comes up to me.

"Are you Valentina Romano?" He says as he's coming up to me.

"Yeah"

"Hi I'm Officer Madden. First of all I want to say I'm sorry for your loss. We read the note your mom left and she told us about your biological family. If you want there is a section of the note that is directed towards you so if you want to read it you can." Biological family. I thought I didn't have anyone.

"I want to read the note." Hopefully the note gives me answers for the many questions in my head right now.

"Okay let me go get it. Wait here for me it won't be long"

After 3 minutes he comes back.

"So we've already contacted your father and he is going to take you in. You also have six brothers." He says as he hands me the note.

Hello my name is Isabella Romano. I killed Michael Barlowe because he was abusive towards me and my daughter. This has been going on for 11 years. I've had enough of him. I can't stand seeing him hurt Valentina. She's my life. I killed myself afterwards because I don't want to go to jail and see my baby hurt. My daughter is Valentina Whitlock. When she was 2 I took her from her father and brothers in Italy. He should still be alive. His name is Alfonso Moretti, if he isn't alive then my eldest son's name is Luciano Moretti. I know they would be more than glad to take her in. Please contact them.

Valentina, I'm so sorry but I had to do this. I couldn't let him hurt you anymore. Yes you have brothers and a dad. Don't hate them too much, it's my fault I took you away from them. I thought you would be safer far from them. Their work was dangerous and I couldn't risk it. What I didn't know was that it was going to be just as bad when here. You have 6 older brothers. I left you a picture of them with you when you guys were kids on your bed. Hold onto it. Also the necklace you're wearing is from your father. I didn't want you to throw it away because it was from him so I said it was mine and that I wanted you to have it. Please keep it on. Your father and brothers loved you more than you can imagine. Your real last name is Moretti. Please stay safe. Don't hate me to much. Ti amerò per sempre.  (I will always love you.) <3

By the end of the note I was bawling. How could I hate her? I love her even more for her bravery and courage. I'm more shocked about my family. What do they look like? What are they like? Are they nice? Most importantly, what is so dangerous about them?

That's when it hit me. Where did they live?

"Where do they live?" I ask the officer.

"In Italy." WHAT.

"Can you repeat that for me? What do you mean Italy? When do they get here? Or do they want me to go by myself? They want me to live in a country I don't know?" Is this why my mom taught me Italian?

"They sent their private jet to come pick you up. It will get here tomorrow at 12:00 pm. In the meantime I'm going to take you to your apartment to pack anything you want or need. Then after you're done I'm going to take you to a hotel for the night." Really they couldn't come themselves. If they have a private jet they must have a lot of money.

I wonder if they might be able to fly my mom's body to Italy because I want to be able to visit her.

"Hey, can you call them and ask if they could fly my mom's body to Italy so I can bury her there?" I asked the officer.

"Yeah sure, just give me a couple of minutes. While I'm making the call, do you want to wait in my car? It's the white Camaro right outside the building."

"Okay, thank you Officer Madden."

He comes to the car after a couple of minutes and starts driving towards my apartment building. I spent the car ride listening to the playlist my mom and I made. We would play it when we were by ourselves at home.

Before we went to the apartment I asked him if we could go buy a suitcase real quick. I never left the city so I didn't need one. So that's what we did. I bought a set that came with a big luggage, small carry-on, luggage organizers, and luggage tags.

We arrived and when I walked into the apartment all the memories of my mom came flooding in. I tried to keep it together, I can cry when I'm alone.

I make my way to my room and find the picture on my bed. I pick it up and look at it. Everybody looked so happy. I found many similarities between me and my father. I got my blue eyes and wavy hair from him.

I emptied my school bag and put my drawing supplies in there along with a couple of my books. I went to my nightstand/vanity and got my other necklace and matching bracelet that my mom bought me here. I put those in my bag along with the birthday letters my mom wrote for me on my birthdays.

I then got my big luggage and organizers and went to my small closet. There were two big organizers, I put my shirts in one and pants/sweatpants in the other. I put those on one side of the luggage. I had a couple books left that I put in between them. I put my shoes in a couple of organizers and put them on the other side of the luggage. I went to my dresser and packed my undergarments in an organizer and put it on the side with my shoes. That's one luggage done.

Once I put it beside my backpack I got my carry-on and packed my pj's. I put my shirts on one side and bottoms on the other. I also put my hair brush in there.

When I finished I brought them out and Officer Madden put them in his car.

"I have to get one more thing then I'll be down." I told him.

"Okay go ahead and take your time. I'll be waiting for you outside."

My mom told me that if she ever gets in trouble, I should go to her room and go to the night stand. She told me that there should be a box there. So I went to her room and looked for it.

When I found it I opened it. Inside were two rings on a necklace, a letter and some photos. I open the letter and read it.

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