Chapter 27

Lea:

“It was done,” Diego said, making me frown in confusion as I tried understanding what he was referring to. He showed me a picture, and there, in the middle of the cemetery, was my father’s grave alongside my mother’s.

It barely had anything on it to identify who was buried by her side, but the words Bartolomeo Auditore and Isabella Auditore made my stomach churn as my air tightened.

“You can visit him when you want to. The two of them, actually,” he said, and I nodded in thanks as my lips quivered. His mother, Luna Claudia, was standing by the stairs as she looked at the two of us, and it took everything in me not to cry. However, I was thankful for the woman who walked toward me, her eyes softening as she put her finger under my chin.

“It is good to let them out while you can. There would come a time when mourning would be harder and you are going to be tired and exhausted because you chose to block your pain in when you had the chance to let it out.” She said, her voice t