CHAPTER 136

ALESSANDRO

Long after Farrah falls asleep, I stare at her with my hand on her tummy, my three sons moving inside her. They do that every night when she's sleeping.

I smile. I hope it's not an indication of what's to come.

I read that they tend to sleep during the day because the mother is moving more, lulling them to sleep.

I've never been so equally happy and terrified in all my life.

I'm scared something will happen to Farrah and the babies every single second of every minute of every hour.

I've just lost my parents in the blink of an eye. What if all the bad deeds, all the people I've hurt and killed, what if all that somehow comes back to me and steals the one person I don't see myself living without?

A now familiar ache starts in my chest as I think of my mother and father. I can still taste the fear on my tongue as I saw my mother lying in an alley in a pool of her own blood, barely breathing.

I should've known then that I wouldn't find my father in a better condition, y