She's an innocent girl who lived with her alcoholic abusive father. Her life was barley manageable, especially when she was separated from her biological family at such a young age.
When her father mysteriously dies from a car crash, she's taken to...
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AZALEA'S POV:
EVERYTHING HAS been euphoric. It feels so so so surreal, rhapsodic, like a blurry haze of a dream you never want to wake up from. Everything has been perfect. I just wish it was always like this.
It's been 3 weeks since the DNA test results. In those 3 weeks, I've feel myself be so free, so careless and so, extremely happy. In school, I have a little friend group with Matteo and some others, I've been talking to Vincent more, and my― biological brothers.. it feels like I've known them for ages.
I feel my walls breaking down and I'm not doing anything about it.
I finally realize what I'd been missing out on all these years.
Questions still pop up in my mind every now and then, but I don't allow them bother me. I know this is all temporary, it has to be. Nothing lasts forever; hence why I want to― I will make the most out of it. I won't allow silly decisions, misunderstandings, arguments, anything destroy this opportunity. And this time, Stefano isn't here to stop me.
I stupidly smile at myself. I'm so grateful for all of this.
"Azalea?"
I snap out of my trance and look at Aidan's perplexed face.
"Huh, yeah?" I respond, confused. When did he get in the room― when did they all get in the room?
Only now do I realize I was daydreaming and smiling like a maniac in front of all of my brothers.
"Why were you smiling like a high druggie―" He gets cut off by a slap to his head.
I turn a bright shade of red. That's.. embarrassing. Nothing else comes out my mouth and I silently hope someone changes the subject. Everyone looks intrigued and they all expectantly wait for an answer.
"So..?" Nicholas shamelessly sides with Aidan, him exaggeratedly dragging his words. I glare at him and he stifles a laugh.
I'm pretty fuckin' scary.
"Let's not pressure the poor gir―"
"Shut up, Elijah," He quickly says, "Azalea, we're waiting..." Elliott interrupts Elijah's defending me. I thought me and Elliott were calm!
"Well― I, uh―" I stumble on my own words. "school, yeah, I was thinking how much I love school!" A smile is forced on my lips.
"I doubt that, you were ranting on to me about how much you despise school yesterday―" Giovanni butts in, openly exposing me. Wow, backstabber.
I stare at him, dumbfounded. A few moments pass and I realize I can change the subject with this.
"No, I loveee school!" I exclaim, innocently smiling.
