ARABELLA'S POVFLASHBACK
(2 years ago)Three and a half weeks went by since Lucca and I went into hiding from the rest of the world, including our own families.
And it's so fucking hard.
Knowing that my family may be hurting and mourning, grieving for people who are still alive, and instead of being there for them, relieving them of their anguish, Lucca and I are here in Russia hiding from all of them.
We don't know how long we'll be here before we can be reunited with our families, which is really the only thing I desperately want.
I have no idea how everyone must be feeling?
How was Dad taking the news of our Fake death!
How are the rest doing?
And the only thing I'm afraid of is that by the time we return, it will be too late.
Will my brothers and my family forget about me?
Will I become a distant memory for them?
Will they ever forgive me for my decision to stay?
All these questions, and I had no answers.
But when my maternal grandparents, Elric and Rose Ivanov told me about what had happened to my real mother; Angelina and what Cora; her own twin, had done to her, my decision to stay came almost instinctively.
I wanted to stay back to honour my mother's death. She died while wanting to protect me. She wanted to give me a better future and left her family behind. I was the only reason which forced her to seek refuge with her twin.
I was the reason she got killed.
I know I shouldn't be blaming myself but deep down I couldn't deny it. I never got to know her, but grandma Rose has been telling me about her so much that I feel like I had always known her, but at the same time it also makes me realise how much I had missed out on her presence in my life.
And the fucked up thing is, I will never have her in my life ever again. She left her birth-right; her inheritance, her throne, just for me.
And the fact that I was the only daughter of the true heir of the Russian Mafia, automatically makes me the next heir to the throne after my grandfather.
I wanted them to give the title to Alexander since Cora was also grandfather Elric's daughter, but because Angelina was the true heir, as long as she had a child, they would be given preference over any other, which happened to be me, and Elric also emphasised on the fact that he had disowned Cora so he'd rather watch the mafia crumble than consider Cora's blood to be next in line.
I despised how he judged my brothers but at the end of the day it was his Mafia and he mentioned that he would still love to get to know his grandsons, but he would never accept Cora's blood as the next in line.
He did give me an option of staying or leaving, he was already planning on passing on the Mafia to his underboss's children until I came into the picture.
But now he clearly wants me to take over the role, and I was already aware how important bloodlines are in the Mafia world, and I couldn't let my mother's right to throne, which she gave up for me, go to someone else who wasn't even blood.
I'll never get a chance to meet my mother, but I'm going to try my hardest and do everything I can to be half as good as she was.
And based on what I've heard from my grandmother Rose, my mother was a badass.
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