Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20190410150804/@comment-26517142-20190513015518

"I want to know. That boy....he never told me where he went...the day he disappeared. Now they all pin the blame on the last person he was with." He looks at Mirabelle. "...I want to know if there was something he had said....that caused him to spurn being a Martelucci."

He puffs his smoke again. "....that boy never liked his father. He hated his mother. He disdained ever being a Martelucci....to a point he ran away and hid from me. All I ever did was help him..and I even told him that if he needed a home... I would welcome him."

He rests his back on his chair. "...imagine my surprise when I hear the boy is no more. I was.....furious. But I heard...what he did....was his own sacrifice. For someone he treasured being around."