I glowered. 揟hat抯 a low blow.?
Leonas smirked. 揑 prefer you angry to crying, sis. Channel that anger.?
揧ou think I shouldn抰 marry Clifford??
揑 think the Outfit shouldn抰 get in bed with politics, and neither should you. But I know I抦 the only one in this family who thinks like that. I won抰 tell you what to do, but you should make up your mind before you see Santino the next time so he can move on. Don抰 tag him along until the last day.?
I swallowed hard. I should have let go of Santino long before. I knew part of him had always hoped I抎 choose him and maybe I抎 played on that, but I simply had been too weak to be without him.
Leonas was right. I couldn抰 keep doing this. Santino needed to live for himself. He couldn抰 keep protecting me and waiting on me. He needed to find someone who deserved him more than I did. I抎 been selfish for too long. If he survived, I抎 finally give him free even if it crushed my heart.
I wiped over my eyes and nodded resolutely. I got ready and drove to the hospital with Mom and Leonas. I didn抰 dare consider Santino not making it. He was strong. Nothing could stop him.
Mom took my hand and squeezed. 揌e did what he was meant to do. I抣l forever be grateful for that.?
She almost made it sound as if she wouldn抰 be able to tell him that herself. The closer we got to the hospital, the stronger my fear became. I swallowed, tears springing into my eyes.
Leonas sent me a worried look. 揌e抯 going to be fine.?
When we arrived in the hospital, we were ushered toward a waiting area where people sat while their loved ones were in surgery. Enzo sat in one of the uncomfortable, baby blue plastic chairs, his arms propped up on his thighs and his head hanging low. Beside him sat a girl I assumed was Santino抯 younger sister Frederica. She had her arms wrapped around herself and was staring at the door that led toward the operating rooms. I hovered uncertainly in the entry. Mom headed straight for Enzo and sat down beside him, putting her hand on his shoulder. He peered up through bleary eyes. I took a resolute breath and walked toward them, then sank down in the vacant chair beside Frederica. She was dressed in the outfit all Novices had to wear, a white veil and black frock. She must have been in the final stages before taking her final vow. I抎 never met her, but from the stories Santino had shared on occasion she seemed familiar.
She only briefly glanced my way but her eyes were vacant, staring through me. I acted on impulse and took her hand, squeezing it. It felt strange giving a nun comfort, but I reminded myself that she was human like me. A piece of a cross peeked out from her other hand.
揑抦 sorry,?I said quietly.
She finally looked at me. 揊or what??
揝antino is in there because of me, because he wanted to protect me.?
揝antino lives for his job, for you.?She said the last part almost inaudibly and my heart clenched tightly. What was I doing?
The door swung open and a doctor stepped out. Enzo got up at once and headed for the man. The rest of us followed a few steps behind.
揌e抯 stable. We had to remove his spleen and he suffered internal bleeding. We抮e monitoring him closely.?
I breathed a sigh of relief. Mom gave me a relieved smile.
Enzo and Frederica disappeared in the corridor leading to the waking room. I wanted to go with them, wanted to be there when Santino woke, but nobody knew of our bond, except for Frederica perhaps if I hadn抰 misjudged her cryptic words. Maybe her status as a nun had made Santino comfortable to share our bond with her, though he抎 never spoken kindly of her goal to become a nun.
I wasn抰 sure what to do now. Mom talked with the doctor quietly, probably making sure that Santino got the very best treatment possible. The Outfit took care of theirs.
I wanted to see Santino so badly. I didn抰 want to leave without seeing him. I couldn抰。 When Mom was done talking to the doctor, she returned to my side. She squeezed my shoulder. 揌e抣l be fine.?
I nodded numbly. I couldn抰 explain the bad feeling I had.
揅ome on, let抯 go home.?
I hesitated. Mom抯 brows drew together. 揟here抯 nothing we can do for him or his family right now. They are at his side. He needs his loved ones, that抯 the most important thing right now.?
I felt sick and guilty. Santino loved me. I knew it with every fiber of my being. And I loved him, but sometimes love wasn抰 enough. Sometimes we had to make the hard choice for the good of someone else.
Mom and I turned.
揂nna!?Frederica called.
I turned to her.
揗aybe you should be there too. I know how important guarding you was for Santino. He抯 known you so so long.?
Surprise crossed Mom抯 face then switched to a touched expression. Mom nodded, squeezed my hand once more, and I hurried toward Frederica.