Elizabeth's POV:
It's been a month since I have lived in this house, and I have finally gotten used to the environment.
Dad didn't let me go outside, though, saying everything I needed was in the house. Sometimes I was left with only Levi and Leo; the others had school, and Mike had a hospital he owned. He did a check-up on me once because of my limping and how tiny I was looking. Turns out some of my ribs got broken, and some of the scars were infected. He gave me some pills and a breakfast schedule.
But I just loved the attention I was getting from them.
Also, my classes went well with Levi; he taught me how to write and spell, which was hard at first but I got used to it. On Friday, Dad bought me a phone and told me to start my online classes. Zack set up everything I needed on it and downloaded a lot of music for me. Also, my therapy sessions have been going smoothly. Mrs. Brown, an Asian lady, has taken care of me well. It was hard at first, but I later got used to it.
Everything was going perfectly, and I was enjoying my stay here. I mean, sometimes I do get scared of the boys' loud voices and yelling. But I started getting used to their crazy behaviours.
I also found out that my family was a popular person. Dad runs a lot of compounds and clubs, while the boys have little businesses they own, except Ryan and me.
Speaking of Ryan, sometimes when I wake up, I will see him cuddle up next to me. A few times, he had tears on his face, but I didn't say anything about it. I have heard him once say how I looked exactly like Mom, so I won't be surprised if he just wanted that feeling of having Mom back.
Today was going to be fun, though. That's what Ryan said. I was going to meet my Dad's parents, our grandparents. Ryan said something about my Mom's family cutting away from us when she died, saying something like, "They are always so rude and noisy" - that's his words, not mine.
So here I am in my room getting ready. I still haven't said my first word yet; everyone kept on supporting me and telling me they were always here for me. I'm really happy having these people as my family.
"ELIZABETH, please come down, your grandparents are here," I heard Dad call out to me, then heard soft voices and an excited Ryan shouting too.
"Let's see how this goes then," the inner voice said with a tap on my cheeks. I walked out to the voices in the living room.
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The Lonely Princess
Short StoryWords can't explain how much pain I felt during those years. The beatings, insults, and worst of all, the nightmares. Elizabeth was known as the Lost Princess of the Italian Mafia. She had been missing for years and couldn't remember her family. It...
