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A/N: Ok I am kinda scared about the toll you all will take when reading this part. The past will be revealed along with confusion lacing at the end.
❝Are you the one we all know?❞
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"MAMA." This can't be. How come she is here so early?
"Phoebe Yardly oops my bad Mrs. Phoebe Romano, right?" I squint my eyes in confusion. Later, she handed me the newspaper and today's news headlines were about the marriage or shall I say the fake marriage between Stephan and I.
"What is this, Phoebe?" I sigh, looking away.
"I want to live my life mama, that's why I married him. Can't I be happy for once?" I ask.
A sigh escapes from her mouth and she hugs me instantly. "I miss you, baby." I smile and hug her back.
"Where is Papa?" I ask, pulling back from the tight embrace. She slaps my forearm but when her eyes land on my cast she looks as if she will be slicing my arms at once. I chuckle awkwardly knowing what would happen.
"What is this Phoebe?" She yells at me, making me flinch back at her voice.
"I fell from the staircase a few days ago," I speak slowly.
She touches the cast hidden underneath the sling pouch and kisses the velvety object. "I hope you get well soon."
I nod my head and again ask her. "Why are you here? And where is Papa?"
"We needed a proper deal in Paris and one of the middlemen introduced us to Mr. Pisano and we came here to join the deal. Your papa is c-" The door opens and I meet my father.
I rush toward him hugging him tightly. "Papa."
He chuckles and ruffles my hair. "How are you, my princess?" I smile at him.
"I am fine."
He whispers lowly. "The messenger you sent to me, I got it. But are you sure about it?" I nod my head and turn to look at my mother and smile at her.
"Let's go and have our lunch. Shall we?"
I smirk internally as they don't know what will be next. Well, let's just say it's going to be fun to watch their expression.
