When the Wolves came in 80s, My Officer Novel

Chapter 7 "You say you love me, but aren't you afraid of people laughing at you if you admit it? Forget it, Mrs. Altomare. Our relationship ends here. Your future depends on Serena. After all, she's your beloved daughter. Don't come here again." "Sofia, we did neglect you before..." Mr. Altomare finally spoke as he raised his head. This powerful man, once so proud in the political world, now bowed before me. Was it an apology? Or just pity? I couldn't tell. But I stood up and motioned toward the door. Seeing my cold expression, Mrs. Altomare wanted to speak, but Mr. Altomare pulled her back.

"Let's go for now. We'll come see you again in a few days. You-" "Pah!" Before he could finish, I slammed the door shut, completely ignoring their pride and status. When the door closed, I felt strangely calm. I started planning to sell the house right away. I had exams next week and once they were over, I would be leaving. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel sad, but somehow, it all felt meaningless. In the grand picture of my life, these things didn't matter. I exhaled softly and continued applying medicine to my wound. A scar had already formed. It was ugly and uneven.

Looking at it filled me with quiet regret. After the exam, I saw Monica waiting for me at the gate. She came to pick me up for dinner. It was rare to meet someone so kind. The more time we spent together, the closer we became. When I received my acceptance letter from Rome University a month later, my heart started pounding uncontrollably. Every bit of effort really does pay off. I only shared the good news with Monica. She often told me that Fabio was away on duty and that Serena had visited him many times. I just smiled and told her not to mention them anymore.

After all, I didn't want to hear anything about my past. After that, she never brought them up again. Instead, she always talked about her brother. Leonardo was just as handsome as Fabio. He was tall and broad-shouldered, but he always had a serious face. To be honest, he intimidated me a little. Not to mention, we didn't see each other often. But since he had saved my life, I wanted to show my gratitude. I bought him the latest game console as a gift. Monica said he loved it, which made me feel relieved. Before my train to Rome, Monica came to see me off.

She held my hands tightly, her eyes red. "Sofia, your future will be bright. Please take care of yourself," she said tearfully. My eyes filled with tears, too. Monica was truly kind. She was like a real sister to me. I hugged her and gently patted her back to comfort her. Then, without looking back, I walked toward my new life. The Physics Department at Rome University was truly amazing. I quickly adjusted to my new environment, surrounded by roommates and classmates. The heavy workload kept me busy every day. Soon, I joined my advisor's lab to research the use of physics in medicine.

And there, I met someone completely unexpected. It was Leonardo. "You ... 31 Leonardo's serious face finally showed a rare smile as he responded, "You didn't expect this, dic you? Even my sister doesn't know. I just transferred last month from the police academy to study physics." I stared at him in shock while he gently tapped my forehead like before. I welcomed him with genuine warmth. It felt comforting to have someone from back home around. The more time we spent together, the more I admired him. Leonardo was not only hardworking but also very intelligent.

Through our conversations, I realized that our country needed more people like him. People who could help build a better future. We were studying something that could truly improve people's lives and I felt proud to be part of it. As the holidays and New Year approached, I finally sold my old house and bought a small one near the university. It wasn't big, but it was cozy and perfect for me. Just as I was settling in Monica suddenly arrived in Rome in a rush. She insisted that I go home with her to celebrate the New Year.

Morh Lucia Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she's not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.