"Listen, maybe I've been a bit harsh on you, especially with the customs situation. It's just you've been making things hard for us too," Giacomo said.
"Also, what did you go to do at customs?" Pietro asked.
"I was trying to get my passport. I lost mine," I lied smoothly.
They nodded, and Giacomo started speaking again.
"So… how about we take you to lunch tomorrow afternoon? It'd be like old times, just the three of us," Giacomo suggested.
I frowned. "What about Nadina and the baby?"
"It's just one afternoon. I'm sure they'll be fine," Giacomo said.
I nodded. "Alright, that's fine."
They smiled excitedly and hugged me, even though it made my skin crawl.
When they left, I locked the door, grabbed my suitcase, and started shoving the rest of my things inside.
When I was done, I hid it under the bed.
Then I brought out the plane tickets my mother had sent, along with my passport, which I had grabbed from the mailbox earlier.
My flight was at noon.
The same time I was supposed to be at lunch with the boys.
Imagine their surprise when they waited… and I never arrived.
Filled with quiet excitement for my trip tomorrow, I decided to sleep early and rest my aching body.