Listening to whatever they want to say is none of her business, the only thing that kept coming to her mind is to see if she can follow Jordan to Luciano. She surely can't get to Luciano if she doesn't know where to get him.
Slowly, she popped her head to see only Jordan, her heart somersaulted as Alita stared face to face with Jordan. For what seemed like an eternity, they kept staring at themselves in surprise, not even blinking.
"Alita?" Jordan said.
It was more like a question as he was unsure of what he was looking at. It could be Alita or someone that looks like her as he wasn't seeing what he had expected of her. Her cheerful and lively green eyes were gone, the
Sitted graceful on her late father's favourite couch in his chamber, Arianna waited for what it is to come. A sly smirk plastered on her face as she caress the diamond petal of the necklace she was holding. After her father's last message for her, she had been looking for the simplest way to get back at Ugo but couldn't. He was always watching her, making sure she never gets out of the house without been followed. And worst of it all, he monitors her phone life. Getting freedom is never easy and that's what gave her the idea of conspiracy. With one of her father's most trusted men standing by her side, she waited patiently for Ugo. "Well, well" She intoned immediately Ugo entered "The master has finally arrived" she added with a sly smile. Since Ugo had known his sister, she had never acted like this.
Sitting on the only couch in Alita's apartment, Luciano kept staring at Alita's pictures. His gaze were fixed as he didn't even blink, it could be that he had forgotten how to blink or no longer see it as something he is supposed to do. A bottle of Black rum was on his left palm while he was holding his phone in the right. While scrolling through the pictures, he caught glimpse of the only and last picture he took of her. The picture she was laying with her face down on his bed wearing his pink trousers pajama and a rope bra. The waist band of the pant she wore was showing as the trousers was not able to stay on her waist. Alita's legs were spread horizontally with her hands wide, Her long jet black hair covered her face and small part of her neck. "Goodbye babe" Lu muttered to himself as he sipped from the bottle of rum. He avoided his brother that had been glaring
"Amara passed your message" Luciano immediately Flavia walked in. As usual, Flavia was looking hot in her tight red dress and black heels. Her blonde hair was packed in a high ponytail, her coat over her shoulders, and her bag and phone in her hands as usual. Elegantly, she walked up to him and stood in front of him. Her eyes room round the room like she didn't like where she was or wasn't expecting to see somewhere like that. "You are occupying space, Flavia" Lu remarked. Her face went red in embarrassment as she cleared her throat, walked to him and took the space beside him on the couch. Slowly, she opened her pause and brought out a small card then pass it to Lu who hesitated before taking it. "Time flies" Flavia tried to start a conversation "Almost like yesterday was January when I came to your office" she
The garden wasn't icy as the children would have expected it but they loved it, or rather, Amara loves it. It's been long her father played with her and it's indeed a huge happiness to play hide and seek with her. As usual, Gio sat on the floor watching them. He didn't smile, nor frown, even as Amara kept jumping and pulling his legs, nothing left his mouth. Again he would be alone.The fear that he lost his parents who had died on the night that he was born hurt him. He refused to believe that Alita had eventually gave up on him or something bad had happened to her. Not that Gio doesn't know that Alita knows how to take care of herself, in cases of when the people were stronger than her means she might as well be dead. The little he knows about Rocco made him think the man was a nice man, but the things he heard about him is also making
"Alita!!!" Gio and Luciano gasped in unison. Gio blinked, he couldn't believe as he initially don't know what to believe with the way she was looking. Alita was still putting on the black hoodie and black joggers she wore days ago when she saw Jordan. Her hair was packed in a messy ponytail and her face looked white like she doesn't have enough blood. Of course she doesn't have enough blood. Not when she had lost everything to Rocco and the rest hiding, staying hungry and living out of Expired food and nursing her grudges for vengeance. A small smile spread on Alita's face as she watched Lu's daughter run back to her and held her palm. The way the little girl was just so happy and jumping should be enough to melt the stone in Alita's heart. Instead, it turned it to iron when she noticed the proud look on Luciano's face as he stared at the l
On a cold Christmas Eve, Alita's mother returned from the hospital with her father and a baby. If there was anything more precious to celebrate on Christmas Eve, it is the birth of a baby boy. "Honey, we are home" Alita's father declared openly. Alita was about to put the finishing touches on the Christmas tree when the door swing open, she dropped the last object, which was two doves, glued together. She ran into her father's open arms before she went to her mother, hugging her gently so she won't suffocate the baby she was carrying. She kissed the baby's face then smiled up at her mother. "Oh, my God mum" Alita squeak "I am the happiest person on earth". Her father chuckled then carried the bags inside, he refused to allow Alita help with anything as she had been working since they were at the hospital. Her cheeks dropped as she turned back to see
Little Alita runs with baby Gio, strongly tied to her small waist. She would not forget those blue eyes, the same innocent-looking eyes she now sees each time she closes her eyes.Her little strives couldn't get her too far from From the men as she began to hear voices. She crave to scream for help and cry but her parent's warning came back, sounding like the priest preaching about sin every Sunday.Luckily, the baby seems to be sleeping peacefully. Since calling for help apparently seems not to be a wise choice, she decided to hide in between three snowmen.It felt like forever that little Alita forgot to move out of her hiding spot. It took only the courage of a new orphan, the courage of a twelve years old girl who had to take care of her one-day-old brother not to scream on top of her weak lungs."You must be cold out here" A strange old woman smiled at her
"Sorella," Gio said louder "Please tell me about mum and dad".Alita sat up, although she had expected him to ask a long time ago but still yet, she doesn't have the right answer to tell him.Not that she doesn't have the right answer, but that, she doesn't have the right one to tell him.She glance at his innocent face that was changing due to maturity and nature, the cold weather also added, making his face darker pink.She caresses his forehead "promise you will be strong" She blinked vigorously "Is that a deal?"."Pinky promise" Gio chuckled.Alita allow silence took over for a while, mentally preparing the way she would tell the little boy that won't hurt him or traumatize him."It was Christmas eve" she started "Twelve years ago".She allow Gio to rest on her as he got up to listen to the story, the eagerness in his eyes was urging her to