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The Price of a Daughter
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The long stone corridor of Santa Mary Monastery was quiet except for the soft ringing of the church bells.
A young woman walked through the corridor carrying a large wooden bucket filled with freshly picked yellow lemons.
Her black-and-white habit moved softly with every step, while a small cross rested against her chest.
A girl who had spent years within the walls of Santa Mary.
She had chosen a life of faith after losing the people she once believed would protect her.
Quiet by nature, Elena was kind to everyone around her.
She helped in the monastery, cared for the elderly sisters, worked in the gardens, and spent most of her days serving others.
To everyone here, she was simply Elena.
A girl who had no idea that her peaceful life was about to be destroyed
Elena turned toward the garden.
William Rossi / fl's dad
"Elena!"
Elena Rossi/fl
Her expression changed immediately.
Slowly, she turned around.
Her father stood at the end of the corridor.
He walked toward her quickly.
Elena tightened her grip on the bucket.
She wasn't happy to see him.
He stopped in front of her and grabbed her arm.
Elena Rossi/fl
"Father, what are you doing here?"
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"What are you doing here?"
Elena looked at him in disbelief.
Elena Rossi/fl
"I live here."
He glanced around the monastery impatiently.
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"I need to talk to you."
Elena pulled her arm away.
Elena pulled her arm away.
Elena Rossi/fl
"If you're here for money, I don't have any."
Elena Rossi/fl
"You already took everything you could from me."
Her voice trembled, but she didn't look away.
Elena Rossi/fl
"You told me you needed money before. You promised me that would be the last time."
Her father stepped closer.
Elena Rossi/fl
"And now you're here again?"
William Rossi / fl's dad
"You're my daughter."
Elena gave a painful laugh.
Elena Rossi/fl
"That's the only time you remember I'm your daughter."
He grabbed her arm again.
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You have to believe me."
Elena Rossi/fl
Eyes filled with tears.
"I believed you the first time."
A tear slipped down her cheek.
Elena Rossi/fl
"How many more times am I supposed to believe you?"
Her father became frustrated
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"Enough!"
He shoved her away.
The bucket slipped from Elena's hands.
The lemons scattered across the stone floor.
Elena fell to the ground.
For a moment, she simply stared at the lemons rolling around her.
Her father looked down at her.
Then his phone rang.
He immediately answered.
His expression changed.
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"Yes."
A pause.
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"I told you, I have someone."
Elena slowly looked up.
She couldn't understand what he was talking about.
Her father turned away from her.
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"She's my own daughter."
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Glanced toward Elena.
His voice became desperate.
"I'm not asking for forever. Just give me three days."
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"Three days. I'll bring her to you."
Elena's face went pale.
She had heard every word.
Her father ended the call.
He turned around.
Elena was still sitting on the floor.
She looked at him with confusion and fear.
Elena Rossi/fl
"Who was that?"
He walked toward her.
And for the first time, Elena realized something terrifying.
Her father hadn't come to ask her for money.
He had come to collect a debt.
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Into the Church
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The episode begins inside Santa Mary Monastery, Sicily.
The church is quiet.
Warm sunlight enters through the tall stained-glass windows, falling across the old stone floor.
At the front of the church stands a large white-stone statue of Jesus Christ.
Below it are several steps where the sisters sit during prayer.
On those steps sits Elena Rossi.
She has her eyes closed, her hands joined together, quietly praying
Elena Rossi/fl
"Blessed Mother Mary... save me from my devil of a father."
She takes a slow breath.
For a moment, everything is silent.
The enormous wooden doors of the church suddenly open.
A man enters.
He is injured.
One hand is pressed against his stomach while the other holds a gun.
He quickly turns around and closes the door behind him.
The man slowly lifts his face.
A cut runs across his right cheek, with blood visible along it.
His expression is cold despite the pain.
Alessio Vitale.
A name feared throughout Sicily.
A powerful mafia boss and businessman who rarely trusted anyone.
A man who didn't believe in mercy.
And today, a wounded Alessio Vitale had walked straight into a church.
His eyes scan the room.
Then they stop on Elena.
Alessio slowly walks toward her.
Elena watches him nervously.
Before she can move—
Alessio comes from behind and covers her mouth with one hand.
His gun is raised near her jaw.
He leans closer to her ear.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"Don't move. Don't make a sound. Scream once, and I'll kill you.
He removes his hand from her mouth.
The gun is still pointed toward her.
Then she notices the blood on his shirt.
Elena Rossi/fl
"You are bleeding."
Alessio looks at her, almost surprised by her response.
Elena tears a small piece from the white garment she is wearing underneath her black nun's habit.
She kneels in front of him and presses the cloth against his wound.
Elena Rossi/fl
"Press the wound down yourself first. I'll go get the medical kit."
Alessio Vitale /ml
Smirks.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Elena Rossi/fl
Doesn't look up.
"I'm afraid."
Elena Rossi/fl
She finally looks directly into his eyes.
"But if you're going to kill me, screaming won't help."
Alessio stares at her.
Something about her answer catches his attention.
Elena helps him move away from the prayer steps.
Alessio places one arm around her shoulder while Elena supports him as they walk.
After a few steps, Alessio looks at her.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"Do you realize what you're doing? You have helped a wrong person.
Elena Rossi/fl
Looks at him.
"I know you, Mr. Vitale. Everyone in Sicily knows your name."
Alessio Vitale /ml
Expression becomes serious.
"Then why did you do it?"
Elena Rossi/fl
Looks toward the statue of Jesus.
"God taught me that everyone can be redeemed."
Their eyes meet.
For a moment, neither says anything.
Far outside the monastery, a car speeds along a winding coastal road.
The bright afternoon sun reflects off its windows.
The road curves sharply through the Sicilian landscape.
The car suddenly stops outside the church.
Several men in black suits step out.
Among them is Adrian Black, Alessio's trusted man.
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Closes the car door.
Adrian:
"Move now!"
The men hurry toward the church.
The enormous doors open.
Around ten to twelve men enter.
Adrian immediately looks around.
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"Boss, we are late."
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Looks at them.
A small smile appears on his face.
"No."
Alessio Vitale /ml
He glances at the men.
"You're right on time."
Then his eyes move toward Elena.
His arm is still around her shoulder, keeping her close while his other hand presses against his wound.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"What's your name?"
Elena Rossi/fl
Hesitates.
"Sister Elena."
Alessio looks at her.
He slowly repeats her name.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"Elena..."
His eyes fall to the silver cross chain around her neck.
His fingers move toward it.
He catches the chain and pulls her slightly closer.
Elena looks startled.
Alessio Vitale /ml
Eyes remain fixed on her.
"I'll remember you."
He pulls the chain away from her neck.
Elena is left standing there, watching him.
Alessio turns and begins walking toward the exit with his men.
Elena watches them leave.
Then she looks down.
She makes the sign of the cross.
Elena Rossi/fl
"The Lord will forgive you."
Adrian, walking behind Alessio, glances back at her.
Once they are outside the church, Adrian speaks quietly.
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"That nun... should we take care of her?"
Alessio stops.
He looks down at the silver chain in his hand.
He closes his fist around it.
Then he looks back toward the church.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"I don't want forgiveness."
He raises his eyes.
His voice becomes firm.
Alessio Vitale /ml
"I want her."
Alessio Vitale /ml
"Protect her."
The men exchange glances.
Alessio walks toward the waiting cars.
Behind him, the church doors slowly close.
And Elena remains inside, completely unaware that the most dangerous man in Sicily has just decided that her life is now under his protection.
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The Confession
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The long corridor of Santa Mary Monastery was quiet.
Only the soft sound of Elena's footsteps echoed against the stone floor.
She walked carefully, carrying several folded white silk scarves, each one decorated with a delicate cross. Her black-and-white habit moved gently with every step.
She collided with someone.
Before she could lose her balance, a strong arm caught her around the waist.
The scarves slipped from her hands and fell onto the floor.
He looked down at her with a faint, amused smile.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“What's the rush? Were you that desperate to fall into my arms?”
Elena immediately pushed herself away from him.
She stepped back, straightening her habit.
Elena Rossi/fl
“Mr. Vitale, please behave yourself. This is holy ground. Strangers are not permitted here.”
Alessio's smile didn't disappear.
Instead, he slowly stepped closer.
Until there was barely any space between them.
Alessio Vitale /ml
He lowered his voice.
“In Sicily, there is nowhere I can't go.”
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He paused, his eyes fixed on hers.
“Including here.”
Elena stared at him, clearly unimpressed.
The head nun stood at the end of the corridor.
Her expression was calm, but firm.
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“I'll take care of this. Go clean the confessional.”
She quickly picked up the fallen scarves and walked away without looking back.
Alessio watched her leave.
His eyes remained on her until she disappeared around the corner.
The confession booth stood in a quiet corner of the monastery.
It was made of dark wood, divided by a beautifully carved wooden screen.
Elena knelt inside, cleaning the small space with a white cloth.
She carefully wiped the wooden edges.
A shadow appeared on the other side of the screen.
She slowly looked toward the wooden partition.
Alessio's voice came from the other side.
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“Sister Elena, I'd like to make a confession.”
She continued holding the cloth.
Elena Rossi/fl
“I'm not a priest. I can't hear confession.”
She reached for the small door.
She tried to open it.
Nothing.
She tried again.
She tried again.
Still nothing.
Outside the booth, Adrian Black stood silently in front of the entrance, making sure nobody could enter—or leave.
Elena looked toward the door suspiciously.
From the other side, Alessio spoke calmly.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“Those are your rules, not mine.”
Elena slowly turned back.
After a moment, she reluctantly sat down.
After a moment, she reluctantly sat down.
Silence filled the booth.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“I can't stop thinking about you yesterday.”
Elena's expression changed.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“During meetings.”
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A pause.
“While killing people.”
Alessio Vitale /ml
Another pause.
“While taking a shower.”
Elena closed her eyes for a moment.
She looked exhausted already.
Elena Rossi/fl
“This isn't a confession.”
Alessio gave a quiet smile from behind the wooden screen.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“Isn't confession meant for pouring out my sins?”
Then came his final words.
Alessio Vitale /ml
“You are my sin.”
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