Chapter 4
A Mother's Plea and a Father's Ultimatum
The sterile scent of the hospital room did little to soothe Siera's anxiety as she accompanied Diego to visit his mother. Rose, frail but with a flicker of defiance in her eyes, offered a weak smile. But the fragile peace was shattered by the arrival of Frederick González, Diego's imposing father. His presence cast a chilling shadow over the room. Frederick's words were a brutal ultimatum: Diego was to embrace the González name, sever ties with his 'disreputable' pursuits, and inherit the family's Mafia empire. The stakes were laid bare, the dangerous reality of Diego's agreement with Siera now amplified by his father's ruthless demands. Siera felt a knot of fear tighten in her stomach, realizing the true depth of the game they had entered.
The antiseptic tang of the hospital room clung to the air, doing little to calm the frantic fluttering in my chest. Diego’s hand, usually so firm and reassuring, felt a touch cooler than usual as it rested on my arm, a silent acknowledgment of the tension that hummed between us. We were here to see his mother, Rose, a woman I’d only heard whispers about, a fragile figure caught in the stormy currents of the Stawarski family.
The room itself was a symphony of muted beiges and pale blues, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within its occupants. Rose lay propped against a mountain of pillows, her skin translucent, her eyes—Diego’s eyes, but softer, less guarded—held a weary wisdom. A faint smile touched her lips as she saw us enter, a flicker of warmth in the sterile expanse.
“Siera,” she murmured, her voice thin but melodic. “It’s good to see you, dear.”
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