“What my family had done to you.” Gianna asked.
“Nothing “I lied not giving my expression. She looked at me keenly expecting answers. I was battling with myself whether to tell her truth or not.
But I knew Gianna. She felt it. Something was wrong somewhere.
“Tell me. I will make it right. My brother ciccio will make everything right. He will do anything for me. My best friend c*m my elder brother " Gianna boasted proudly.
I want to laugh. How can I tell her same person ruined me forever? Trust is a very bad thing. When it is broken nothing can replace it. Just like she trusts her brother. And tonight I want her to sleep without burden of my truth.
“Go to bed Gianna. We will talk in morning.” I know she does not like my tone and unanswered curiosity but I am not in a mood to answer he
