“Adamo,” Dad repeated, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. “What’s really between you and this Falcone boy?” “He’s not a boy, Dad.” Dad just kept staring into my eyes. “Is it serious?” “What would you do if I said yes?” “You’re going to be torn between two worlds.” “It’s the same world, just different sides.” “Exactly. You know I can’t allow you to date the enemy. Nobody will understand it.” “They don’t have to, as long as you do.”
