Although on the outside Aurora seems to have it all together. In reality she feels like she is a let down. At age 4 she was separated from her family but still remembers them. Her father was her idol but hasn't seen him in years.
The thing is, she w...
Each cousin, aunt and uncle greet me sending me reassuring smiles, warm looks which makes me slightly more comfortable. Not fully still though.
My lips upturn slightly when I see the triplets, Vincenzo Orfeo and Gino. They are they youngest of all the cousins and brothers. They are all nineteen and the youngest sons of Otello.
They are my favourite cousins, most of the time. I would never tell the others that though. I say most of the time because they do get on my nerves, a lot.
Once the reunion between the family and I is over, I feel insecure under their gazes.
Even though none of them have asked for the reason I no longer speak, I can still hear it all through the questioning gazes their faces portray.
I try to ignore the anxious tug within my stomach and lean into Daddy letting out a yawn.
I only realise quite how long I was outside with the dogs when I see the darkened sky outside of the large glass doors situated at the far side of the room.
Papà's hand rubbing my back and is unconsciously lulling me to sleep.
It's been a long day, I deserve a sleep. These thoughts stop when I hear the rumble of my tummy. My face burns red and I bury myself into Daddy's neck. His chest vibrates in a chuckle at my embarrassment.
I huff and look back at him, bringing my hands up I sign.
'I'm glad you find humour in my embarrassment.' I pout.
He shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips.
"Let's get some food in that little tummy of yours Principessa." He says tickling my sides causing now to wiggle around in his grip.
He finally stops his torture and sets me down, walking beside me from the living room to the kitchen. He picks me back up, earning a huff and a groan from me. Luckily he's not babying me and he just puts me on the kitchen island making me smile and swing my legs back and forth.
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I watch him as he goes to the fridge pulling out a bowl of Fettuccine Alfredo, my favourite causing a grin to break out on my face.
He heads over to the microwave to heat it up. He then comes over to me and carries me over to the dining room placing me in a seat in the middle of the table.
After getting me seated he kisses my head and walks back over to the kitchen. As soon as he walks away I hear commotion around me. I look up to see all the brothers and cousins fighting over the two chairs beside me. I stifle a laugh and look towards my aunts and uncles for what to do, but they all just laugh shake their head in disapproval of the boys.
I hear multiple groans so I look up to see who won the fights over the chairs. The two oldest cousins won probably by threatening their brothers and cousins. Dante and Dario got the chairs beside me. They are both technically younger than Alessandro, but he didn't seem to want to fight anyway. Dario and Dante are twins and are 25. Both the first sons of Angelo and his wife Gia.
They both wear smug grins on their identical faces. The others all look defeated until I look forward to see Alessandro opposite me. So he's the clever one then, I guess he figured that if they would all go for seats beside me, he would get the seat facing me while they were all preoccupied with squabbling over a chair.
Whilst the rest of the boys groan and begrudgingly go and find another place at the table, I start eating. I've already engulfed half of the bowl by the time I look up to the feeling of eyes set on me. Every single pair of eyes are staring down at me.
Haven't they got anything better to do than watching me eat? I guess not. All of the family is in here now, just staring at me.
In a huff I put down my fork an sign to them.
'Do you all have nothing better to do than to stare at me eating?'
I ask with an eyebrow raised, all of their faces light up with a grin a few let out a chuckle.
I huff again and just ignore them, eating my food again.
Just as I'm about to finish eating I feel a comforting hand at the top of my back, except it's not comfortable, at all.
My eyes widen and breathing deepens. I squeeze my eyes shut to compose myself. You're fine Rory don't be silly it's just the twins.
I hear distant calls of my name but they all seem so far away. The hand is off my back but more have replaced it. Hands of worry, pity, sadness.
I can't breathe get these hands off me. I know my family is trying to help but I just can't have anyone touch me, I feel suffocated, my eyes close and darkness takes over me.
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Thank you for reading! I really hoped you enjoyed. This one took a while to get out but I have been very busy with school, I'm trying to be head girl so my schedule is kind of all over the place. Tell me your thoughts on the chapter and comment any typos because I will fix them. Love you all!
