THIRD PERSON'S POV Arianna and Alessia cried as Milo was still on the ground unconsciously. People were already gathering around. Andrea was smart enough. She grabbed their tablet and FaceTime her Dad. "Pick up, Dad," she mumbled. He picked up immediately. "Dad," she called with a panicked tone. *Princess, are you okay?* He asked as he stared at her scared face. *What's going on there?* he asked. "Daddy, Milo is unconscious on the ground," she cried. Mr Rossi immediately got on his feet with panic written all over his face. *Where are you guys now?* he asked her as he was already heading out of his office. Andrea looked around. "We are at Sammy's ice cream shop outdoor table," she explained. He told his driver to start the car. "Give me five minutes, baby. I'm on my way." He replied before he hung up. He called Aunt Angela to hurry up as well so that she could get the kids back homeThe driver took him to the ice cream shop. Thank goodness it was close by. He soon started
BIANCA He came a little bit closer to me. I couldn't look at him. "What are you keeping from me?" He asked. I gulped. "I can't tell you. I'm sorry," I replied. He stared at me for a few seconds. "Is it that bad that you're afraid to tell me?" He asked. I couldn't answer him. I don't want stuff like that coming out of my mouth. "Just tell me..... I won't get angry, " He insisted. I still couldn't. He will get angry, and I know that. He sighed. "I'm not hungry anymore. Take the fucking food and leave. You killed my appetite," he said. I looked at him in shock. "But you haven't eaten anything...." I trailed off. He looked at me with an angry-looking face. "Did you hear what I said, take the food and get out of my room. You're right, I shouldn't trust you. You were just a tool that I used," he said. I felt tears in my eyes instantly. I didn't think he would say that to me. I hiccuped. I grabbed whatever I could and started walking towards the exit. "Let's not talk or see ea
MILOI stared at the so-called therapist who was seated in front of me. "Good day, Mr Rossi. I heard you're having trouble sleeping," she asked. I didn't say a word. "Could you like, open up to me. I'm gonna keep it confidential." Was she bribed or what? "Why can't you sleep?" She asked. "Why? You wanna sleep with me?" I asked. I eyed the lady and instantly regretted it. Her body was wrinkled everywhere. I grimaced. She sighed out of annoyance. "Mr Rossi, it seems like you don't want to open up to me. It's alright though. I'm just trying to help," she started grabbing her things. I sighed. She is just doing her job and I'm being fuckin rude. "I miss my mother," I spoke. She looked at me. She dropped her stuff. "She always sang me to sleep every night. Ever since she died, I felt like I died too. If I try too, I'll see her in my dreams staring at me and saying she's not dead." This was something childish, but still considered myself a child then. She jotted down some t
MILOI stood up from my seat. "Mom?" I called. Her face fell in an instant. She looked at me like I just said the most emotional thing. My mother's name is Geneva Rossi. "You are my mother, right?" I asked. She gulped. "I don't think you should be saying this, Emilio," Mr Marco said. My heartbeat picked up. The lady was dragged away by him. She kept looking at me. I wanted to go after her, but Lucia held my hand. I looked around to see that I'd drawn attention to myself. I looked at Lucia and pointed to the direction the woman went. "That is -" I said. My eyes were becoming watery. "I know. But you need to calm down, okay?" She said. "If she is your mom, the Emilio Rossi standing in front of me right now, she would have held you and told you that she's sorry. But Milo, even if that lady is your real mother, she's not your mom," she said. She's right, Mom is dead. I remembered when she was buried. Should I tell Dad? No, he'll think I'm going crazy. I'm starting to think I am. "S
BIANCA Me and Lucia were in my room. We were so happy about this. I can't believe my sister has been right in front of my eyes. We didn't say a word to each other. "I can't believe your mom would do such a thing to us. When I met your mom, she said she was willing to adopt me and fight for my father's property that was stolen by my step-aunty. I had no choice 'cause I was looking for my only family, you," she explained. I wiped my tears away. I sobbed. So this is why Mom was hiding this from me, because of my Dad's wealth. I sighed. "I recently just found out about you from our step-cousin, Lorenzo. He told me about the death of Dad and who killed him," I told her. "Lorenzo? As in, Lorenzo from my class?" She asked. I nodded. "Wow. Wait, Dad was killed? I thought it was an accident," she stated. I nodded my head at her. "I just found out about that too," I replied. "I'm happy that I finally got the chance to meet you," she grinned. We hugged each other. Milo stared at us from
THIRD PERSON'S POV **FORESHADOW**Antonella, Bianca's mother was on her way to meet an unknown number that had been disturbing her for weeks now about hurting her daughter if she didn't show up. She's been devastated. She knew she had to protect her daughter at all costs. She got into her car. She didn't tell anyone where it was going. She was threatened not to let anyone know. She drove downtown towards the location her map was taking her to. As soon as she made it to the expressway. The red light hit the traffic light, indicating she should stop. Her phone started ringing. She pulled it out of her bag to see it was Alejandro, Milo's father.Before she could answer the call, a big truck cleared her car from the side, sending it into the air. The car tumbled around and hit the ground. Unfortunately, her car was the only car on that particular expressway. The truck drove off. *****EARLIER THAT WEEK"What was happening here?" Mr Rossi asked his girlfriend. She sighed. "Anton
LAYLAI walked up to Damien, who stood close to the mirror in his room. I slowly walked over. "I'll... " suddenly grabbing his attention. He turned around and stared at me. "I'll be going now," I said. He nodded his head at me. I sighed. "You can go. I don't think I can trust you anymore." He said. He was all dressed up for school. I managed to try to go to his father's office, but it was locked. Now, I may never walk back into this house. "Why are you chasing me, Damien?" I asked cause I was so confused as to why.He walked up to me and sighed. "I'm not chasing you away, Layla," he called me by my name. Not baby anymore? "I'm not comfortable with your behaviour recently. Your father broke my car mirror. I don't know why he looked so familiar. It's awkward." Shit, I think he almost recognized my Dad."I'm so sorry, Damien. I held his hand. "Can you give me another chance?" I asked. I can't lose this mission. He looked at me for some minutes. He's in love. "I'll think about it
BIANCAI can't believe we are actually moving into stranger's house, I haven't even met this man. I only saw him on mom's phone and it clearly looks like he's not a picture person.Mom said he is her boyfriend and they have been dating for two years now and he wanted her to move in with his family. They call them the Rossi.It really hurts that mom moved on after Dad passed away. We actually had nothing, dad tried so hard to pay school fees. He had a car accident when we was going for a job interview in a taxi.Now, here we are, in this way expensive looking car. Mom said he's filthy rich, like..... Rich with a capital letter 'r'. But I know that's not why she wants him. She even had to teach me etiquette because of this. It seems like this man is a royal boring freak. We were heading straight to the so-called mansion Mom said we were going. I didn't talk to her since the ride started and I knew she got the message a while ago. I heard that this man has triplet girls and a son. Acco
LAYLAI walked up to Damien, who stood close to the mirror in his room. I slowly walked over. "I'll... " suddenly grabbing his attention. He turned around and stared at me. "I'll be going now," I said. He nodded his head at me. I sighed. "You can go. I don't think I can trust you anymore." He said. He was all dressed up for school. I managed to try to go to his father's office, but it was locked. Now, I may never walk back into this house. "Why are you chasing me, Damien?" I asked cause I was so confused as to why.He walked up to me and sighed. "I'm not chasing you away, Layla," he called me by my name. Not baby anymore? "I'm not comfortable with your behaviour recently. Your father broke my car mirror. I don't know why he looked so familiar. It's awkward." Shit, I think he almost recognized my Dad."I'm so sorry, Damien. I held his hand. "Can you give me another chance?" I asked. I can't lose this mission. He looked at me for some minutes. He's in love. "I'll think about it
THIRD PERSON'S POV **FORESHADOW**Antonella, Bianca's mother was on her way to meet an unknown number that had been disturbing her for weeks now about hurting her daughter if she didn't show up. She's been devastated. She knew she had to protect her daughter at all costs. She got into her car. She didn't tell anyone where it was going. She was threatened not to let anyone know. She drove downtown towards the location her map was taking her to. As soon as she made it to the expressway. The red light hit the traffic light, indicating she should stop. Her phone started ringing. She pulled it out of her bag to see it was Alejandro, Milo's father.Before she could answer the call, a big truck cleared her car from the side, sending it into the air. The car tumbled around and hit the ground. Unfortunately, her car was the only car on that particular expressway. The truck drove off. *****EARLIER THAT WEEK"What was happening here?" Mr Rossi asked his girlfriend. She sighed. "Anton
BIANCA Me and Lucia were in my room. We were so happy about this. I can't believe my sister has been right in front of my eyes. We didn't say a word to each other. "I can't believe your mom would do such a thing to us. When I met your mom, she said she was willing to adopt me and fight for my father's property that was stolen by my step-aunty. I had no choice 'cause I was looking for my only family, you," she explained. I wiped my tears away. I sobbed. So this is why Mom was hiding this from me, because of my Dad's wealth. I sighed. "I recently just found out about you from our step-cousin, Lorenzo. He told me about the death of Dad and who killed him," I told her. "Lorenzo? As in, Lorenzo from my class?" She asked. I nodded. "Wow. Wait, Dad was killed? I thought it was an accident," she stated. I nodded my head at her. "I just found out about that too," I replied. "I'm happy that I finally got the chance to meet you," she grinned. We hugged each other. Milo stared at us from
MILOI stood up from my seat. "Mom?" I called. Her face fell in an instant. She looked at me like I just said the most emotional thing. My mother's name is Geneva Rossi. "You are my mother, right?" I asked. She gulped. "I don't think you should be saying this, Emilio," Mr Marco said. My heartbeat picked up. The lady was dragged away by him. She kept looking at me. I wanted to go after her, but Lucia held my hand. I looked around to see that I'd drawn attention to myself. I looked at Lucia and pointed to the direction the woman went. "That is -" I said. My eyes were becoming watery. "I know. But you need to calm down, okay?" She said. "If she is your mom, the Emilio Rossi standing in front of me right now, she would have held you and told you that she's sorry. But Milo, even if that lady is your real mother, she's not your mom," she said. She's right, Mom is dead. I remembered when she was buried. Should I tell Dad? No, he'll think I'm going crazy. I'm starting to think I am. "S
MILOI stared at the so-called therapist who was seated in front of me. "Good day, Mr Rossi. I heard you're having trouble sleeping," she asked. I didn't say a word. "Could you like, open up to me. I'm gonna keep it confidential." Was she bribed or what? "Why can't you sleep?" She asked. "Why? You wanna sleep with me?" I asked. I eyed the lady and instantly regretted it. Her body was wrinkled everywhere. I grimaced. She sighed out of annoyance. "Mr Rossi, it seems like you don't want to open up to me. It's alright though. I'm just trying to help," she started grabbing her things. I sighed. She is just doing her job and I'm being fuckin rude. "I miss my mother," I spoke. She looked at me. She dropped her stuff. "She always sang me to sleep every night. Ever since she died, I felt like I died too. If I try too, I'll see her in my dreams staring at me and saying she's not dead." This was something childish, but still considered myself a child then. She jotted down some t
BIANCA He came a little bit closer to me. I couldn't look at him. "What are you keeping from me?" He asked. I gulped. "I can't tell you. I'm sorry," I replied. He stared at me for a few seconds. "Is it that bad that you're afraid to tell me?" He asked. I couldn't answer him. I don't want stuff like that coming out of my mouth. "Just tell me..... I won't get angry, " He insisted. I still couldn't. He will get angry, and I know that. He sighed. "I'm not hungry anymore. Take the fucking food and leave. You killed my appetite," he said. I looked at him in shock. "But you haven't eaten anything...." I trailed off. He looked at me with an angry-looking face. "Did you hear what I said, take the food and get out of my room. You're right, I shouldn't trust you. You were just a tool that I used," he said. I felt tears in my eyes instantly. I didn't think he would say that to me. I hiccuped. I grabbed whatever I could and started walking towards the exit. "Let's not talk or see ea
THIRD PERSON'S POV Arianna and Alessia cried as Milo was still on the ground unconsciously. People were already gathering around. Andrea was smart enough. She grabbed their tablet and FaceTime her Dad. "Pick up, Dad," she mumbled. He picked up immediately. "Dad," she called with a panicked tone. *Princess, are you okay?* He asked as he stared at her scared face. *What's going on there?* he asked. "Daddy, Milo is unconscious on the ground," she cried. Mr Rossi immediately got on his feet with panic written all over his face. *Where are you guys now?* he asked her as he was already heading out of his office. Andrea looked around. "We are at Sammy's ice cream shop outdoor table," she explained. He told his driver to start the car. "Give me five minutes, baby. I'm on my way." He replied before he hung up. He called Aunt Angela to hurry up as well so that she could get the kids back homeThe driver took him to the ice cream shop. Thank goodness it was close by. He soon started
BIANCA Lorenzo and I sat there in silence. I was looking for a way to compose my words. I was the one who wanted to talk, but in the end, I couldn't even form any words. "Did Milo tell you?" He asked. I looked at him immediately. I nodded my head. "It is a small word, isn't it?" I asked. He nodded. "I'm sorry about your father. He was a great man." He replied. I furrowed my brows."You knew my Dad?" I asked. He nodded with a smile. He looked at the floor of the hallway. "He came over once. He bought me a lot of gifts. I knew he was my uncle, but I forgot about him since I only met him once," he spoke. "He bought me ice cream, we went to watch movies." He remembers old memories. "That must have been nice," I replied. He nodded. "Does.....she live with you?" I asked. He looked at me."Yeah," he replied. "What are you gonna do now?" I asked. I could only think of the worst for that lady. "Bianca, I don't want to get you mixed up with any bad stuff. But, I'll make sure she p
BIANCA Milo didn't know what to say. Judging by my silence, he knew this was not the time to say anything. I was trying to process all this. My father was murdered by his stepsister. "How did he know?" I uttered after a while of silence. He sighed and looked at me. "He lives with her. He figured out a lot of things recently. The death of his father. His twin brother. His mom is late......your father," he explained. Does he have a twin? "Is....." I have a feeling that what I'm about to ask is what I'm thinking. "...my Mom's aware of it?" I asked. He looked at his feet. "Judging by what Lorenzo said, she knew all along," he replied. Anger filled my body. I stood up, but Milo pushed me down by my wrist. I landed on the couch. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked. I glared at him. "I'm gonna ask her why she didn't tell me," I told him. He shook his head. "I'm not sure that's the best move," he stated. "You're angry right now. You should talk to her like mother and daughte