MEDDIE’S POV
The gala started fifteen minutes ago. I’ve been sitting in this room for the last twenty. All the capos, mom and the capo di tutti will walk down first. And lastly, will be my turn.
These people are so fancy, in every thing they do. Mom, Leo and I came in a gorgeous limo and Leo escorted me to this room, telling me to wait for ‘showtime’. I feel like vommitting with all the nerves eating me up.
These people also have a very strict hierarchy. The line-up goes from the highest ranking person to the newest member of the mafia. So first, Damiano will go down the stairs, followed by Vincenzo, Leo, Niccolo, Sergio, Dante, then mom and finally, me.
Every single person in the room will have their eyes on me. The new bride of the boss of the whole Italian crime scene. I have to be conscious about what I say, about how I portray myself, about how I act, be conscious of so many things that my small little, insecure mind is overwhelmed.