The both of us turn our head to look at Lina.
"You're her father Cy" Lina says softly in order to not wake Jay
"But you never-" He starts
"I didn't know" She cuts him off
"I found out a few months after everything had already happen" She continues
"I'm going to go and let you guys talk, I'll see you guys probably tomorrow. Hurt her or Jay and I will ensure you have a painful month. Got it?" I ask Cyrus
"I would never hurt her B. And tell Luka he better not hurt my brother" He responds and I laugh but nod before going to my office
I check my email to see one from Zittire and another one that I can't open.
I email Zittire back and shut off my computer before going back down to my car, starting it and beginning my drive back to the family mansion.
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Rosalina's POV
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"You're her father Cy" I tell him, my voice quiet so I don't wake the tiny being right next to me
"But you never-" He starts
"I didn't know" I say cutting him off
"I found out a few months after everything had already happen" I continue
"I'm going to go and let you guys talk, I'll see you guys probably tomorrow. Hurt her or Jay and I will ensure you have a painful month. Got it?" Bella says to Cy
"I would never hurt her B. And tell Luka he better not hurt my brother" He responds and she laughs before going somewhere, probably her office knowing Bella
"You'd never hurt either one of us? Even if your life depended on it?" I ask
"chéri, I'd let myself drown over and over for years if it meant you two were safe. Even if I've only just met this one" He replies with a smile, crouching down in front of me where Jay lays
(Sweetheart)- French
"How old is she?" He then asks
"Almost 1. Her birthday is in a month" I respond
"I didn't miss her birthday?" He asks
"You didn't miss her birthday" I say and he smiles, the happiness reaching his eyes
"So you really have a daughter. I'm not tripping?" He asks making me laugh a little
"We have a daughter" I reply before kissing him
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Bella's POV
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Pulling into the driveway of the house I stop the car and wait inside of it.
I didn't ever completely process the fact that I missed yet another opportunity to get the twins back until right now. It feels like I'm getting stabbed in the heart over and over again. Worse than when me and Ethan ever fight.
I can't stop it and there's this small voice in the back of my head telling me everything is my fault.
And I know it is. I decided to leave them alone in that room while they slept instead of staying in there with them. And no matter how many people tell me otherwise, I will always blame myself for it.
I get out of the car, squeezing the keys in my hand to keep from yelling, and walk inside the house.
I close the door and don't hear anyone, but the lights are on so I know at least one person is still awake.
I make my footsteps quiet as I walk through the house and up the stairs. I then find myself outside of my door, but looking at Isa's.
I open it quietly, only to see her at her desk, reading something.
YOU ARE READING
Death Is Easy, Life Is Hard
Teen FictionBreathe That's what I always tell myself. Just breathe. Except it's not always that simple. I can't breathe when I want to scream. To let out all of my pain. To just be rid of it all. But I can't. I won't. I will go through whatever it takes to get...
