~Dante’s POV~
My mum has never seen me cry in my 32 years of existence. Firstly, I’m not sure if I’m crying for my closest friend, because I loved her but couldn’t express it, or because of what she did to me last night. How can she f**k me like that and leave me? What was the reason for her departure? Is it out of fear that we will continue to cross the line? Why didn’t she tell me she wanted to leave before she did? What exactly is going on? Where should I begin my search for her? Until now, I thought we were best friends. She resigned without informing me, and she sold her house without even informing me. What exactly is going on here, Lolita?
“Dante.” My mother’s eyes met mine as I raised my head.
“I love you so much, son, but I’m afraid I’ll have to cut all ties with you this time.
