After generations of men in the Giordano family, the idea of a baby girl was a mere dream.
So when their first and only princess was born, they believed they had found peace.
Finally, the world was extending an olive branch.
She doesn't remember a...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Pass me the ice cream." I mumbled, pulling the wool blanket closer to my face.
My entire body is being covered by every blanket I could find on Ares' bed, while my hands are poking from the sides. I feel like a human taco, and I love it.
"But you've already eaten a whole cookie dough tub-" Theo looks up from the blue bean bag he's sitting on, but one murderous glare is enough to shut him up.
"Here." Ares bends down from his position on the bed next to me, passing me blindly one of the many ice cream tubs on the floor.
I take it wordlessly and snap the top open, not missing the concern on his face.
"You can eat as many ice creams as you want," he begins carefully, moving closer to me so our shoulders are touching.
His eyes dart between mine, probably seeing how red they are. "But you don't even like mint chocolate chip."
I look down with furrowed eyebrows at the spoon I'm holding, only to throw it back to the tub after I realized he's right. "It's just don't fit together."
Chocolate? Mint? Zero connection. Any human being with a brain could see it, which is why it's Theo's favorite.
He struggled to rise from his seat, but when he finally managed, he snatched the ice cream from my hand and narrowed his eyes at me. "This is amazing, shut up."
I groaned and collapsed into the bed, burying my face inside Ares' soft pillows.
"I want to die."
I've been here for about an hour. The moment they opened the door, I raced straight to Ares' room. He's a clean freak, so his bed is always so nice and comfortable.
Unlike Theo, who sleeps together with his crumbs.
I told them everything, not missing a single detail about the fight with Alessandro or my breakdown and the wound on my neck.
It felt so refreshing to get everything off my chest without fearing about being judged.
"Good thing we have Viktor then." I heard Theo chuckle, and I tried my best to wiggle out of my soft nest so I could go and kick his face.
Ares beat me to it though, and smacked a hand down on the back of his head, causing him to groan in pain. "You are as dumb as it gets."
"Why can't I just catch a break?" I whined and left the bed, leaving behind a trail of blankets on the floor.
"It's like-" I threw my hands in the air and turned to face both of them. "It's like everything I do leads so chaos!"
Ares was nodding his head at me, but I could see that he wasn't really listening.
His jaw was clenched and he looked in real, physical pain when he glanced at the mess on the floor. A literal clean freak, I'm telling you.
"Ugh!" I groaned and picked up the blankets, throwing them right onto his face.
