Gisella’s POV
It was windy outside, and I felt strange and cold; my head hurt. I opened my eyes a little with my hand reaching to my head slowly. "Erm..." I opened my eyes fully."Ah, where am I?" I jumped up furiously, realizing that I was half-naked; whose room was this? I ask myself. " Last night... was not a dream," I turned around to see a man shirtless, sleeping peacefully. My eyes trail his body up to his lips and closed eyes and hair.He looks pretty handsome. His lips are the pink, plump smallest pair that I've ever laid eyes on, his hair is a shade of coffee brown, and it's way longer than my problems. My hair is short anyway.Then it hit me again about my current state. I got up in a hurry picking up my T-shirt and shoes.. ' Who is this Signore?' I whispered to myself. ' Where is this place? What am I doing here?I hurried up, leaving my questions unanswered before he woke up. Immediately I turned around to walk straight to the door, and it sprang open to reveal Mrs. Caterina Moretti Viola's mamma."Gisella?" with a wide trembling mouth. " Signora. Moretti?" I replied, surprised by how she was here."You unfaithful friend!" Immediately she slapped me right across my face, It hurt a lot, and I touched my cheeks with dazzlement in my eyes."With all Viola has done for you, you are having an affair with the man she's about to marry? You are half-naked in his hotel room. I've never judged your character Gisella. How could you stoop so low?" she breaths in anger. I don't understand what is going on right now.First of all, I don't know whose room is this and how I got here and was accused of having an affair with Viola... wait a minute, who is Viola supposed to marry? Signore Nicolo Caruso? This is Signore Caruso's hotel room. Oh my goodness, me, how on earth did I find myself in this situation?Immediately Viola ran out from nowhere, holding my hand. "Gisella, why did you do this to me? Is it because you heard that Mister Nicolo is rich? That's why you betrayed our friendship and Pietro's trust."She started crying with her mamma behind her. With a whisper in my ear, she continued."Or is it because Pietro confessed his love for me and that he'd ask me to marry him; he is my fiance. Just that I've not told my parents yet, still, he has told his parents," The words came out from her mouth as a low whisper.I clenched my hand. This all makes perfect sense to me now; it was part of their plan to ruin me and make sure that I get married to this man, so they drug me and set me up. Who does that? "Viola Moretti, Do you dare to speak of what you said and did last night?" the words didn't come out the way I wanted them to.She noticed her mom walking closer to where we were; then, she changed her acting immediately."Gisella, what are you talking about? what happened last night was that you came to our friendship villa where Pietro and I were waiting for you, you came we laughed and talked, a few minutes later you got up to get a drink, and you brought for me and Pietro, I asked you for water, but you bought red wine and persuaded me to drink...I...I... fainted and I..." she halted and started crying with her arm wiping her face. Her mamma held her shoulders to comfort her."Gisella Molinero! kneel and apologize to Viola now." Mrs. Catrina Moretti ordered with her fingers pointing at me.I was tense for a minute, trying to understand what was happening. The last time I checked, Viola should be the one apologizing to me because she's the one who betrayed me and set me up. I grit my teeth angrily."Why should I apologize to your golddigger of a daughter?" I slowly yelled that was not how I expected it to sound."You still dare to talk back? you little Slut, like mother like daughter." I was hurt; I wanted to tell her that she was the biggest Slut. She's just a trophy wife, after all. She raised her hand to slap me again."ENOUGH!" the voice came from behind my back which sent frightened and shocking moves to my body. Mrs. Moretti's hand halted in the air."Send me a set of clothes." he inquires through his mobile phone. But I thought he was blind? How on earth can a blind person use a phone?. I was immediately distracted from my thoughts."Signore Caruso, this is all my fault for letting her be a close friend to this little middle-class tramp whom she considers her best friend." she spat with a hostile voice.This is the blind Nicolo Caruso? Oh goodness me, I indeed can't believe my eyes. He's not what I pictured him to be, I imagined him to be an ugly scarecrow with dirty tanned skin for being locked away from the spotlight, but instead, he is a fine young man but still a blind bat. Being interrupted again from my mind judging with my thought, a commanding voice came from behind me."GET THE HELL OUT," he yelled with his Italian accent filling the room's four corners. Immediately his voice sent fright to my body. Viola and her mamma were just shocked with their mouth mumbling something."Signore Caruso, I hope you can---""I don't like repeating myself." he spat with a hostile man violent voice, making Mrs.Moretti halt her sentence."O...Okay, Signore," she replied quickly with a stumbling voice. He was looking straight to the creme wall as if he could see us there. We all walked out of the room.***We sat down inside the meeting room in the hotel with my mamma, papà, and her husband. Mrs. Moretti called them before they arrived, but hopefully, they came late, not when I was unknowingly half-naked. I sat down quietly with my head down, my mom and dad sat by my left while Viola sat by my right, her mamma stood by her side, and her dad walked to and fro. Viola was busy crying crocodile tears as her mom consoled her."papà, mamma, I'm okay. Would you please not blame Gisella? maybe she was too sad about Pietro breaking up with her, so she did it out of anger." Viola spoke softly in between her fake tears. I can't believe she is doing this in my parents' face to make me look bad.my mamma turned to me. " Pietro broke up with you? I don't understand what is going on, ?" my mom whispers closer to my eyes for only me to hear, and I nod. But Viola interrupted again with her little voice."Or maybe...she likes Mister Caruso. I can give him up for her. What are friends for anyway." she said, sobbing.my mamma stands up immediately, making me look up at her. "How can you say she likes Signore Caruso, Viola? this makes no sense at all, Gisella barely even knows him, or how he looks like, she barely knows that Caruso's eldest son is Nicolo. She taught it was Lorenzo. I was the one who told her about him yesterday.How on earth did she end up in Signore Nicolo's room, half Naked? And what is the connection with you, Viola and Sir Nicolo?" my mom spat, making everyone in the room shocked, it's fascinating because my mamma never raised her voice so high like that, but now she is defending her only daughter."I trust my daughter Signore e, Signora Moretti. She's not capable of what you are accusing her of right now. I don't know how she ended up in Sir Nicolo's hotel room, and I don't care because I know my daughter very well. She will be engaged to Signore Nicolo soon," she said with her head down, crying. Her breath was racing heavily as my dad held her hand, calling. This time my tears disappointed me."What did you mean that Gisella will soon be engaged to Mr. Caruso? Mr. Luigi Moretti questions with confusing brows."Yes, it's true, Mr. Giuseppe Caruso came to our house a few days ago to ask for our dear Gisella's hand in marriage for his Figlio, but I still don't understand why he canceled. The marriage proposal with your daughter and head for our daughter instead." My papà Edoardo Molinero mumbles."Well, it was the mother, Mrs. Ludovia Caruso, who came for Viola's hand for her son, but Viola didn't object about it." Mrs. Moretti said. My mom was staring at everyone in a confused state. "something is not right here." my mamma whispered to my papà."Anyways mamma, papà, since they said, Mr. Giuseppe want her to be the bride for the son, I don't mind letting him go, after all, they have has an affair, they are intimate already, and Mister Nicolo will not refuse her now." everyone was quiet listening to the rubbish that this lying prick is creating.I clench my teeth angrily. "I will never get married! What happened last night and what you saw about the canceled married with Sir Nicolo and Viola was planned by Pietro and Vio---""Enough!" Viola yelled angrily, stopping me before I could finish what I was about to say. I turned around to look at her with a confusing eyebrow, and so did everyone."Gisella enough, it's enough, how dare you? for what you've done to me you're still proud, if you so much like Mister Nicolo Caruso, then I'll give him up for you, I will consider you as my best friend and also as a wedding present, and you didn't even say anything to Pietro and me about your arranged marriage, but instead you cheated on him with a billionaire."She started crying again, at this I frown, this is too much, how dare she act like a saint and yet she was the one who betrayed our friendship and stole my man, and yet she planned her strategy pretty well by using Pietro's influence to cancel her arranged marriage. Here she stands in my face calling me a cheat and a betrayer? Buono a nulla traditore."I didn't," I defend. she grabs my arm to pull me closer to her, away from my mamma's side."Gisella, you think there are still people who believe you? Just look at your parents and my parent; no matter what, you'll get married to Signore Caruso ." she spat."I believe her." my mamma yelled in a soft revealing voice. "I believe, my dear, it was all set up." my papà altercation with conflict in his voice. I felt like crying."Then, are you calling my daughter a liar and a cheat?" Mrs. Moretti stood up anxiously with no Sarcasm in her voice.My mamma stood up and started yelling at her; my papà was trying to get hold of her, Mr. Moretti did the same to his wife, I know deep down Mr. Luigi Moretti's heart he knows that I'm innocent that Viola is lying, he knows how corny Viola is.Then rapidly, Viola tugged me by my arm to her ear point with no one disinterestedness."Furthermore, you are a shameless dimwit Gisella, while the other is a stupid blind fool, most suitable," she smirks; I could feel her lips spread with a corny smile. She's a devil in a friendship form, but I didn't see that in her, I've never in my life questioned Viola's character, but today I do.now I'm getting furious; the anger in me is building to my head level. "Viola!" I yelled.she looked around with the corner of her eye and whispered again. "Don't you believe me? You wait and see!" she added, then stepped back like two-inch away from me and pushed herself down with great force landing ass-flat on the floor."Ahhhhhhhhhh..." she screamed, gaining everyone's attention once more. My mamma and papà stare in terror while the Moretti's yelled sarcastically.I look from my mamma to my papà to Signore e Signora Moretti, then back to Viola who was lying on the floor with a face of pain as her mamma and papà try to pull her up. "oh, Mio Dio, Cosa è successo allo mia Cara viola? stai bene?" Mrs. Carterina Moretti panicked.With a face of anguish and confusion. " I...I...I didn't do it," I mumbled with fright in my voice."I didn't do it, I swear," I repeat. "Non l'ho fatto, lo giuro," I repeat.WORD TRANSLATION<Gisella's pov"I didn't push her," I yelled, crying."You're just too much." From the door, Pietro ran down to where Viola was lying ass-flat on the floor. Everyone was staring in shock. Pietro helped Viola up, my mamma's hand clenched in anger."I...I...I didn't push her." I repeat, crying. But I stopped crying when I heard my name from a familiar accent."Gisella Molinero..." I turned around, and so did every eye in the room; It was Signore Nicolo Caruso. He walked closer to me with a walking stick in his hand, and a lady wearing a maid outfit supported him. He got to where I was and walked past me again.I was so capable, but now I've become different because of what has happened, although I know deep inside me that I've been framed and forced, and no matter what, I will seek justice for myself and my family."Come with me," he gestures calmly with his walking stick and the maid directing him. The helper smiled and motioned to me with her hand to follow them. I turned to look at m
"When it comes to love and loss, acceptance is never easy. We can't make someone see all we have to give, make them love us, or make them change. All we can do is move on and stop wasting time."-April Mae Monterrosa.Gisella's POV "Oh, Gisella dear, what happened?" immediately I arrived home, my parents were walking to and fro restlessly. I had called my mamma before I came. I gratefully look at her as she stands in front of me."What is it? What happened?" she questions me, her brown eyes filled with pain and concern. "It is Pietro and Viola, Mamma. They cheated and set me up, and the arranged marriage was meant for Viola because she loves Pietro. They suggested me to the Caruso's." I started crying."It was all my fault, Mia Cara," she pouts, giving me a warm hug in the sitting room, and so was my papà. "No, mamma, You've told me a lot that you don't like Viola because I've always gotten in trouble because of her and Pietro." I reminded her instantly, The thought of it made me w
PLAYLIST: IMAGINE ( GNASH)Your heart and your instincts are far more reliable than your brain. When you follow your heart, you can be sure you won't regret it later. Even if you calculate your every move, it's not like life ever goes according to plan.-Nithya MenenGisella's POV"Oh, Mia Cara, you look very ravishing," my mamma said with tears welled in her eyes. "I wish you will be happy even though this is not your dream wedding, but you have to do this." we were inside a black Alfa Romeo car on our way to the Cathedral of Seville. I was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, a strapless tulle, with grey gemstones and pearls added to the wedding dress. My three-inch lovely grey bridal heel matched with my wedding dress, and my hair was pulled into a ballerina bun with a diamond clip attached to my hair, and my makeup was elegant and simple, which blended with my brown eyes. I clasped my mamma and papà hand to comfort myself. I knew she was nervous, but I don't know if they were happy
PLAYLIST: RUN TO YOU (LEA MICHELE)Boldness doesn't mean rude, obnoxious, loud, or disrespectful. Being bold is firm, sure, confident, fearless, daring, strong, resilient, and not easily intimidated. It means you're willing to go where you've never been, willing to try what you've never tried, and ready to trust what you've never trusted. Boldness is quiet, not noisy. -Mike YaconelliGISELLAWe arrived at Bella's Naya reception hall, then I held the flower tightly and tossed it to the air among the ladies who were happy to have it. "Well, well, well, I guess I am next in line to get married to my Tesoro Santoro." Viola uttered, caricature, and I felt a knot tied directly in my stomach with regret and resentment."Well, good for you, enjoy your life together." I spat and walked in with Signore Caruso by my side.I held his hand to support his movement, and his assistant followed. I know that my reply is not my kind of person. Viola was surprised about how I spoke to her, but who cares
PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HERE!Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you are riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief, and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts. Put your vision into reality. Wake Up and Live! -Bob MarleyGisella's POVPietro, what came over you? I even rejected three suitors for you, and I waited for you for over four years, only for me to end up getting married to someone else. I sat on Signore Nicolo's big king-size bed, the room was way bigger than my room ten times in a role, well-furnished room in his very own house, away from my parents, my mamma, and papà will be missing me now.I love Pietro with all of my heart. Thinking about him now is doing a lot of hurt than good. However, I'm still in my wedding dress, thinking about the good, bad and ugly. What made Viola this way? She was my best friend. Even though she betrayed me, she still wants to ruin my life, and I've nothing except my parents and our midd
PLAYLIST: SWEET BUT PSYCHO (AVA MAX)Human beings are born solitary, but everywhere they are in chains - daisy chains - of interactivity. Social actions are makeshift forms, often courageous, sometimes ridiculous, always strange. And in a way, every social action is a negotiation, a compromise between 'his,' 'her' or 'their' wish and yours. -Andy WarholGISELLAI sat down and stood up again, not feeling comfortable. Then I decided to play the video, and my eyes widened in shock as if the balls might pull from the sockets. It was Signore Nicolo making love, and I, I was on top of him, riding on top of him, oh my God, it's so embarrassing."Hmmm *cough*" I jump up in shock as my phone fall to the floor. "What are you watching that made you so focus." I bend down to pick my phone. How did he get here without anyone's help? How did he know that I was watching something and was focus on it? Wait a minute, can he see me a little bit, or is it one of the blind man things they taught him? Oh
PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HERESome people are generic. They make generic responses, and they expect generic answers. They live inside a box, and they think people who don't fit into their box are weird. But I'll tell you what, and generic people are the odd people. They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids. Like ignorance. ― C. JoyBell C.GISELLA I arrived at a giant skyscraper, written on it -BARONE PUBLISHING COMPANY-! I entered and was directed to the chief publisher's office by a woman at the front desk of the entrance."Good morning sir, I'm Gisella Molinero." I smiled genuinely at the tanned skin plus handsome man who is known to be the chief publisher. He returned the smiling gesture. "Why are you so nervous, Signorina? Am I handsome?" he spouts mockingly. I looked at the name tag on top of his desk - chief publisher, Russo Durante. What is wrong with cute men nowadays? Adorable but frustrat
PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HEREDon't let others put thoughts into your mind that takes away your self-confidence. -Katori Hall-GISELLA"Sorry, Gisella," Pietro said with a face of concern mixed with embarrassment, and then, he nodded to Alessandro and Zeta, and with one last glance at me, he turned and walked away. My heartfelt like it would explode. I hold the chair tightly to comfort myself.Pietro... I miss you.I turned around and felt bad looking at Signore Nicolo, who was busy eating with the help of Zeta. With a quick bow. "I'm sorry just now, Maltida..." I pause my verdict as Signore Nicolo whines."I've told you before that in my mind and heart, they are nothing ." he voiced out. Instantly, I remembered when he said it, and he said that in his darkness, they are nothing, in his thoughts, they are worthless, that It is only his wife, which is me. I felt speechless looking at him.I fake a smile with my hand reaching to my backhead. "I'm... I'm so hungry... let's ea