Mena
Peeking out of the window, I could see we had reached the Fanucci estate. My heart pounded against my chest, and the reality hit me. It was all too overwhelming, and I couldn't believe that I had actually stepped inside of the car.
This time around there was no turning back.
Naty, who was sitting next to me with eyes filled with confusion had already been given simple instructions. No matter what happens, don't say anything unless Mommy tells you to.
As understanding as she could be, despite her age, she had only nodded in agreement.
"We're here, Miss," the driver said the obvious. It also might've been because it looked like I wasn't getting out anytime soon.
With a raising heart, I stepped out of the car, clutching my daughter's hand.
Instantly the doors to the mansion opened
