Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 68

Tristin turns her eyes to me as soon as I am seated, the baby in

her lap looking up at me curiously. “Hello, Fay,” she says, her face

cold. But hey, at least she’s talking to me.

“Hi,” I say, giving her as bright a smile as I can manage. Romulus

peaks around her to give me a happy wave, which I return.

My father, on Romulus“ other side, turns to me as well. “We

wanted to apologize, Fay, as a family. For the events at our house

yesterday.”

“Oh, please,” I say, waving a hand to dismiss it. “Don’t worry

about it. I understand that it's...awkward. That I'm sort of a new

addition, and that I screwed up some of your plans. I'm...sorry

about that, by the way.” I look into Tristin’s face as I say it.

“Not a new addition, Fay,” my father says, looking at me steadily. “A love one
returned to us after a long parting.”

“Yes,” Tristin says, her voice low and rehearsed. “You are a

member of this family.” Her eyes flick to Kent and Daniel then, and

I wonder why.

The rest of the dinner proceeds a little blandly. The food is good, the chitchat a
little dull. I get a lot of family history, then, with Alden showing me pictures of my
grandparents and telling me

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about their journey to America from Italy.

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1 look at the old photos curiously, trying to see pieces of my features in their
faces. I've never really considered, before, that I'm actually Italian. I never
thought much about my ethnicity, but with my red hair and pale skin, Italian had
never popped into my mind. I glance quickly at Kent and Daniel — with their dark
skin, thick.

black hair, and roman noses, they look Italian.

“Thank you so much for showing me these,” I say to Alden,

handing the pictures back to him. “I'm learning so much about

myself these days.”

“And you have so much more to learn,” he says, giving me a warm

smile, which I return.

The party goes quite late, with everyone drinking and chatting.

At some point, a DJ comes out and begins playing the oldies that this crowd
apparently favors- lots of Frank Sinatra and Dean

Martin. It's not a bad time, overall — even Daniel is laughing and chatting around.
Only Kent seems to be having a poor time- or, at least, not a

good one. He's very stern, always glancing around the room,

looking over everyone who comes to say hello. I purse my lips,

considering him as he looks critically over an old woman who introduced herself
as my great aunt. Does he ever have a good

time?

Kent feels me watching him and turns his attention to me, raising

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his eyebrow.

1 shrug at him and shimmy my shoulders, encouraging him, without words, to try
to loosen up and have a good time. He smirks at me and then looks away,
continuing his surveillance.

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Too serious, I think, getting up to get
another drink. Kent stands to go with

me, but I put out a hand to stop him.

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“Really,” I say. “I'm just going to the

bar for a glass of wine.” I indicate the
alcove in the wall where the bar is
stationed, only a few feet away. “I'll

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He hesitates and then settles back in his chair. “I'll be right here,” he says. I nod
and briskly step away.

A younger set of people are standing by the bar chatting. They raise their glasses
to me as I sidle up.

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“Welcome to the family, cousin,” a tall
guy with closely—cut black hair and

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“Really?” I ask, nodding to the bartender who hands me a glass of wine. “Um, are
we really cousins?”

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“Sure,” he says, laughing.