whether they were sold or not, she always praises my paintings.
My only income that I can say is entirely mine are the paintings. Venus sold one two years ago and since then people have been waiting and begging for more.
But they don't know the dark side I create.
I wait for about five minutes but she's not answering, so I call her.
I'm desperate like that.
"Sorella? Is that you?" Tears are swelling my eyes when I hear the little voice.
Don't let them out, Althea.
"Ciao, my brave miracle." I say with a smile. It's been four days since I last saw him, but my dead heart is calling for him. "Why are you answering Venus's phone?" When the needed question was: Are you okay? Did something happened?
Hanibal would never harm his only heir, but he's very unpredictable.
"I saw your name on the screen. Am I not allowed to talk with my sister? Is it because your husband is torturing you?" I let out a small laugh at his questions.
Oh, Vincent, if only you knew.
"Easy, piccola tigre."
"You're already taking his side." He shouts and I can see his little foot taping the floor.
"I'm not taking anyone side, tigre." I say with an innocent tone.
"But if you need to, you would take mine, right?" My hands starts to tremble.
Just a few dates in which I have to be the perfect wife and then I'll have my little brother in my arms.
I can handle that.
"What are you doing, you little monster?" Venus's playful voice makes Vincent laugh.
Even though her voice is soft, I can feel the tension in it.
"Let me talk with your sister."
"Say please." My smile is bigger.
"I'll let you starve." These two are fighting worse than angels and demons.
"I miss you, Thea." I hear Vincent whisper.
Be still my beating heart.
"I miss you too, Vin. I-" I let out a sigh, choosing my words carefully. "A day less and we'll meet again."
And I'll do my best to make it happen.
"Come faster. Ti amo." I close my eyes and I feel the oxygen leaving my lungs.
Your heart is safe with me.
"Althea?" I hear Venus's voice.
"I'm here." I say with a heavy voice.