Alessio opened the passenger side door to his car. I slid inside, and he closed the door. I stared at the letter in my lap.
"Do you want to open it before we leave?" Alessio asked me as he settled into the driver's seat.
"No," I said.
I handed Alessio the letter.
"Can you just... hold onto it for me until I'm ready?" I asked him.
Alessio grabbed my hand. He gently took the letter from me. Then he kissed my hand.
"Of course, baby." He said softly.
"And... Can I have a hug?" I asked as my bottom lip started to tremble.
"Oh, baby..." Alessio replied.
Then he grabbed me, and pulled me into his lap. I clung to Alessio, and buried my face in his neck. I don't want to cry, I just... I want the peace that Alessio brings me.
I knew that the conversation with my dad would be hard. I don't
