/Eliana's POV/
The reason I pocked his call was because I was scared. Scared of what he is capable of. If this was before I talked to Paula, I wouldn't care. But what she told me was beyond what I was expecting.
**Flashback**
"Just talk to her this time, Peaches. I'm sure—"
"She was the one who broke us up!"
"She has a reason. Plus, she took care of Bella for eight years," Riccardo held my hand, "I don't want to be the reason why you don't talk to your sister anymore,"
I let out a loud groan, "I can't, Riccardo. I can't talk to her when I know she is the reason why Bella didn't have a father,"
"She merely contributed,"
"She lied to me!" I retorted, "She knew how I was miserable! But kept silent,"
"Come here," he pulled me onto his lap, "I know it's hard. But you have to hear her out. I'm sure she wouldn't do such thing just to hurt you,"