The Day I Left, My Brothers Fell Apart

I grew up with the Vipera brothers. They have always considered me their younger sister and spoiled me silly.

But after that car accident, my relationship with them changes completely.

The accident leaves me with severe burns on my body, and I'm in constant agony. On top of that, my face is disfigured too.

The moment I'm wheeled out of the ICU, I call the Vipera brothers to let them know that I'm safe.

However, the only response I get from them is an impatient dismissal. "Sofia, Bianca hurt her fingers during the accident. We're taking care of her now. Don't bother us by throwing a tantrum."

Soon, Bianca Rossi uploads a selfie of herself with the Vipera brothers in a luxurious hospital room. She's wearing three wolf fang bracelets on her wrist. I'd given those to the Vipera brothers as a Christmas gift last year.

To get the fangs from the particular species of wolves they liked, I trekked through the jungle alone with a gun and battled feral wolves the entire night.

I completely let go of any remaining feelings toward the famiglia that raised me and decide to leave them for good.

When the Vipera brothers see me again at a grand banquet held by the Ferro famiglia, they are overwhelmed with regret.

The day I was discharged from the hospital, I wore a face mask to conceal the massive scar on my face.

It was then that I received a call from a distant city called Lunebria. The voice on the other end sounded unfamiliar.

"May I ask if you are Ms. Sofia? Did you go missing when you were a child?" a man asked.

I froze for a moment. The memories that had been buried in the back of my mind for years suddenly came surging back.

The man continued, "The hospital reported your DNA information to us. It's been 20 years… We've finally found you!"

His voice trembled with emotion as he spoke. It seemed like he was on the verge of tears.

A tear slid down one corner of my eye, and I couldn't help but smile too. "So you're saying… I have a real famiglia now? Is that right?"

"But will your current famiglia agree to let you return to us?"

I thought of the selfie where my three adoptive brothers stood beside Bianca Rossi, smiling as they kept her company. My nose stung, and more tears slid down my face as sadness overcame me.

I replied softly, "I want to go home. There is no famiglia for me here."

The man fell silent for a moment before saying carefully, "I am the butler of the Ferro famiglia, Matteo Zanetti. I will arrange a private jet next week to bring you back. We will also schedule a skin graft surgery at a private hospital."

My heart began to race, and I bit my lip. It seemed as though the long winter gloom that shrouded me was finally starting to lift.

I took