Brooke Codona is a beautiful young woman and tries to keep everything together. Everything felt good in her life especially her marriage until her husband cheated on her. With nowhere to go, she gets a letter from her late grandmother stating that s...
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I decide to go on the laptop and dig deeper into everything. I go through some files that were already set up on the laptop.
It has information about her companies, her business and also her clients. I skimmed through everything to have some sort of an idea and I landed on a number.
It had nothing tied to it, but I figured I should try something. Maybe it could be a clue to something.
So I dial the number on my phone. It rings and rings. Until a voice picks up.
"Hello..?" It's a man's voice.
"Uhh.. hello.. who is this?" I ask.
"Well to be fair, I think I should be asking you that question. Who are you? And why do you have this number?" The person ask.
The more they talk, I start to remember the voice.
I was about to drop the phone until I realize.
"Papa.." I whisper out, with shock running through my body.
There was silence and I was scared that I completely ruined everything because of what I said until he spoke.
"... Brooke.. what.. are... How.. this can't be real?" He says with confusion in his voice.
I try not to let the tears roll down my cheeks, I try to keep myself together but I couldn't. A tear fell down my cheek and I wiped it away.
The words failed to leave my mouth but I stirred up the courage.
"Umm... it's me.. Brooke. I didn't know this was your number, I swear. I just found it in a file and I decided to see where it lead to. And.. it lead to you" I say.
"If you found it then that means you are in Romania, where is your grandmother? You aren't even supposed to be there.".
He doesn't know..
How could he not know?!
Why didn't they tell him?! I can't believe this?!
At one point I felt like my father was dead but part of my heart knew he was somewhere out there. If he was dead, I would understand why he wouldn't know. But here he is, alive, and he doesn't even know that his mother is dead.
"Umm.. I really don't want to be the one to tell you this, but it's right that you know." I say.
"She's dead. She's been dead for five months now, which I just learned not that long ago. But she's gone" I say.
There was that silence again. Fuck.
"I'm on my way there. See you soon" he says before the line goes dead.
What did I just do? What just happened? Is my father really coming here?
Did I start something bad? As I thought of many questions, my heart raced and pounded through my chest. My hands kept fidgeting and I couldn't stay still.
I became nervous and my head was clouded with thoughts as my nerves couldn't remain steady.
I need to call mom about this, tell her that I spoke to dad and that he's coming here. It's only best that there are no more lies between us.
I look at my phone and I pick it up. I dial her number and it rings.
She picks up and I hear a bunch of sounds in the background. Her voice echoing through the noise.
"Hey sweetie, I'm out right now with some friends. You need anything?" She ask.
This isn't the right time, she's having fun. I can't ruin her fun. I hesitate and I decide not to tell her.
"Umm.. no. Just wanted to let you know that I met some of the family. My cousins in fact, dad's brothers' kids" I say.
"Oh... their sons and the daughter?" She ask.
"Yeah... you know them..?" I ask.
"No. But I met them when they were very little in a few passings. I had no contact with Milena and the family. They welcomed me but for your safety, I stayed away" she says.
I won't go into everything that I know now but I let it end here.
"I understand mom, anyway just wanted to update you. Just have fun, and I'll talk to you soon" I say.
I can hear the laughs and the smile she had on her face by the tone of her voice. "Of course sweetie and stay safe. Bye".
She hangs up and I sigh. This is nerve wrecking and I don't know how they did it. The secrets and the lies, it's too much to bear. Too much to keep.
Just too much to handle.
But this is what I wanted. I want to be a Dragomir and it seems, that with this life, this is what I need to endure.
