first of all before I say anything I want you to know that if you are here to give hate to Ryle you can go. I am just a writer who is in love with him and want people to know the POV of him which never came. we never knew how he felt how hurt he was...
Our family may be full of killers but we were fans of many poets and writers . I myself am a big fan of Voltaire.
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A way to words but his quotes never prepared me to teach me how to act around a kid.
I put the book aside and look around my room filled scattered with my black outfits.
Not a single outfit other than black. May be some grey and red coat but I will not wear a long red coat in September. According to book I read about kids or toddlers some light color please the eyes of toddlers but...... Black is definitely a not light color.
In short I am screwed for today day with Ryle and emmy.
God knows how much I cancel my plans for that family of two but it will be worth it to see the releive of Ryle eyes after he will spend a whole day with Emmy but night too.
But first, I need a picnic outfit dress.
I am searching for outfit from last night and seeing light sunlight coming from window tells me I skip my beauty sleep. I shaked my head and clear the clothes beside me to get out of the room atleast of what I intended when three figures came at my room door.
Their standing the men of house with some package I might add.
The two of them were my grandpa , Spencer -no problem -but my problem was another man standing with them.
Adam Blackwood
Some may say my dad .
The perfect mafia businessman that even he chose his business over his wife who loved him to no end .
He is the reason I have never remember my mom care and love just photos I have seen my mom caring me showering me with love. He is the reason I am envious of every girl who has mother lovelove which I never remember.
I ignored him and looked towards other men of house.
"What are you doing here? " I asked "and with him? " I nodded towards the other man and asked.
I heared a soft sigh but ignored like I always do. The other two already know so they also ignored instead flashed some paper bags they are holding beside them in their hands.
Seeing Spencer smirk I know Grandpa told him about Ryle and Emmy.
Apparently they both are mafia and ex-mafia but gossip like fucking school girls bitch about other girls in high school.
"We got you some clothes " Spencer said and I looked around my room and looked back with obvious face that said 'I have enough and..... '
Suddenly grandpa smacked Spencer at back of his head and said "You just teenagers don't say clearly anything just know to waste time with words making it frustrating "
Spencer pouted "Sorry Grandpa "
Then grandpa turn towards me and mischievously smirked at me .
