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What happen whan Italian mafia Francesca ferraris had a daughter after 6 sons one night Bianca farraris pick up her daughter left her husband 6 sons with their father.
16 years later the daughter is all grown-up names Adira ferraris how...
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One day later
I just woke up from my alarm clock I got out of bed went to bathroom did my business then I walk out of my bathroom went into my walk-in closet I need something to wear but not nothing.
Something to impress Ambra Sinani Adria new friend I put on white Adidas t-shirt with blank Nike jumper with blank trankies with white shoe.
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I walk out my walk-in closet went to my desk grab my school stuff and laptop put into my school bag I then when to my bedside table grab my phone put into my pocket then went downstairs.
I hear a noise coming from my phone to see dad and my oldest brother went to office and Wearhouse to cheek on things.
And torture the mole they found I went to kitchen grab a Milo bar from the pantry I walk to the garage went into my blank and yellow Toyota gr supra with 285 kW of horsepower with also the top speed 250 km/h.
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I then pulled out of the garage went down the driveway a song came on the radio.
Blake's on me By Alexander Stewart The worst part is you're innocent in all of this I was just calling quits You were giving me all that I could need I was missing it, now I'm all alone Going through our old messages and I'm getting it Usually I'm the one getting burned Didn't realize I was hurting you Oh god I'm sorry I put you through hell You tried to love me When I hated myself I know it's too late For apologies For all of the mistakes that I didn't see The blame's on me Hate this is such a cliche Don't know what, what you have til it's gone away But that don't take, take away any pain I'm still here sleeping in the bed I made Next to an empty space Usually I'm the one getting burned Didn't realize I was hurting you Oh god I'm sorry I put you through hell You tried to love me When I hated myself I know it's too late For apologies For all of the mistakes that I didn't see The blame's on me Blame is all on me Blame is all on me Blame is all on me The blame's on me Blame is all on me Blame is all on me Blame is all on me Oh god I'm sorry I hope that you're well Someone will love you Like I couldn't myself
