YOU: A Missing Piece ✔️

53. Sorting out matters

Salvatore looked at me nervously while sitting on the couch placed on his balcony. The view was amazing, but the tension dimmed it down.

I thought a lot about what Hyun Tae said and decided to finally do it. Though it took two days time for me to gather my shit up and talk to Salvatore because I was scared for his reaction but he looks more nervous than me.

He fiddled in his seat and straightened his back, trying to go back to his mafia boss form while.

Look at him. For the outside world, he is a mafia. And if right now I told him to wear a dress and do ballet for forgiveness, he won't hesitate.

"How I yelled at you the other day..." I started, and he snapped his head at me at a speed, I feared I might hear a snap.

I gulped and continued when he gave me a look of hope and longing in his stare. He felt so... desperate to be forgiving for what he did. "...I was wrong to do that."

"No–It is okay. It is completely fine. I should've known you needed space and time to heal, and I just came to your home like that, but..." He ushered out quickly, even before I could complete my sentence. "...But you are my home, Hae Won." He whispered like a pleading, a prayer to the God high above to hear and show some mercy.

I gulped and nodded slowly while looking down at my lap. I kept repeating Hyun Tae's soothing words to calm my nerves down before I jump off the balcony just to escape.

"I thought about... the things happened before." I said with a thick edge to my voice. We both know what things I am talking about. 

Salvatore froze for a moment nervously about what I said and he looked slightly taken aback by my sudden urge to talk about those awful happened before. Not going to lie, I am shocked a bit too about my sudden change of mood. Maybe, my periods are near. 

His adam's apple bobbed up and down as he visibly gulped before he nodded. 

"Just... truthfully answer my questions." I said this time softly to not make the atmosphere more tense than it already was. My heart beat loudly in my chest that I fear it might come out of my throat any second and dance around. 

He looked at me with a determination and nodded quickly. He must have been thinking this is the end of his misery, but this is no good for me too. I am also suffering but I can't bring myself to forgive him just right now. No. Even if I forgave him someday, there will always be a part of me who will refuse to trust him right away. 

"I... I will. I will never lie to you ever again, trust me." He said softly and I wanted to laugh on his face about the 'Trust me' part. Trust him after all of this, trust me I have better things to do. 

"Did you knew about the attack?" I asked with the question always lingering on my mind every time I think about everything that happened to me. I can't help but think that maybe Salvatore can be involved in the attack, maybe he can be involved in stabbing me. He was involved with Carlo before, it will be no surprise that he knew about the attack but if he confirmed right now that he was involved in that and he proposed to do that....

I will break down right here and now. My heart won't be able to bare much more than this. No matter how many time I think about the attack and how many times my mind tells me that Salvatore can be part of it because no way in hell any stranger can pass the security around Salvatore's house. But my heart always refuses to believe that, my silly heart wants to think that maybe Salvatore didn't do it and my mind is just being paranoid but the thoughts won't budge off. 

 Salvatore seemed to relax and shook his head. "No." He said with determination and confirmation in his tone. I can't say it in words how much relief I felt at this moment hearing that answer. 

"How... how did his son passed your security then?" I spoke silently, trying to not show him the emotions that were surfacing up my heart surface. 

"It was already planned out." Salvatore gulped and looked down at his lap before continuing. "The guards were in this piece of shit. None of us in the family knew about this. I would have even opposed the thought of it, Wonie, I didn't knew anything." He pleaded for me to believe him and at this moment, I believed everything he said right now. "At the hospital, Carlo called me and told me it was a way easier plan to... win your trust. Take you to the hideout and get close to you, so it would make everything much easier..."

It would make everything much easier.

His words rang in my head. Blood rushed in my ears and voiced down his words. I could see his lips moving but I can't hear him now anymore. 

I thought I was ready for the truth coming up, but no, I was still not ready. His words were so difficult to digest.

 They came closer to me because it would have make everything more easier?

Make everything much more easier?

I felt like throwing up thinking about that again and again. One second ago, I was filled with relief, but now, everything seemed so much painful. My whole ached greatly like I will pass out here but I needed more answer. I zoned out on the table that divided us and stared down at the cup that had my coffee in it. 

I let out a sigh and got a hold of my myself when I heard Salvatore calling out to me with concerned. I gulped down the tears that threatened to surface up and looked at him, muttering up a strained smile that somewhat eased him. 

"Let's just forget about the whole plan thing for now..." I said and shifted to the edge of my chair. My voice filled with enthusiasm but I don't feel anything inside me right now, other than, pain and betrayal. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he looked at me like something has gotten into me.  "If I showed up at your office and said that I am your daughter at that time, would you have taken me in?"

He froze and I felt dread rose in me. I knew the reason before he even decided to voice it out. 

Fuck.

I could feel the smile leaving my face and now...

I don't even feel any pain anymore.