A truth that hurts every time.Natasha.You get to a point where sometimes you wish you were somewhere else. In one where no one knows you or maybe, just disappear without a trace. My mind is my most lethal weapon. It's double-edged, what doesn't happen is invented and what does happen is ignored. Being kidnapped and growing up thinking my parents had abandoned me, I don't think it helped my messed up life much.My aunt Francesca always tried to make me different from Stefano's upbringing. I gave her headaches, of course I did. Not because I went from party to party, I think it was my personality that drove her crazy.It is not easy to live with a person who distrusts everyone, who looks for the five legs to the cat, a person that if she does not find logic in things, her brain will not leave her alone. I do not justify myself, but I am like this because of the fear and anguish of my forgotten past, which was shown in parts in my dreams.A life that is alien to me.Maybe my insecuriti