7 Years Later..."Mom I'll be fine. I am only 30 minutes away." I said as my mom wrapped me in a tight hug for the hundredth time in just an hour. "I know but I am going to miss you so much." She cried into my shoulder her embrace somehow becoming tighter where I couldn't breathe. "Can't breathe." I choked out. "Bella you can let her go now." My dad said reaching for my mom and prying her off of me. "I'm sorry." She wiped her cheeks and took a step away from me into my fathers embrace. I smiled watching as my dad kissed my moms cheek. My parents were definitely relationship goals. My father, Nicola Rossi, met my mom when he was 28 at a beach in Italy and she later became a cook at his house. My mother, Danielle Rossi, always says she didn't fall for him so easily but I don't believe it. Now 21 years later they are still very happy and just like teenagers all over each other, sometimes worse than te
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