Twiyor x OC: Accidentally in love

A woman's grief and love

"If I almost lost my mind for losing your Father, I would've lost my sanity if I lose you, too, kid." I said to the sleeping daughter of mine. "You know, I promised you dad that I would take care of you and your brother when they are no longer around and I agreed. The irony, right?" I said with a chuckle.

I held her hands and kiss it. "Please wake or your Father will never forgive me for being so careless. Please, baby." Tears fell from my eyes as I slowly feel my eyelids getting heavy.

Without even a warning, I suddenly passed out leaving me just holding her hands. 

Heh, I guess she got it from her dad to soften every cold person she meets. She's just as beautiful as her mother and as kind-hearted as her father.

She's a spitting image of her mom, but her heart is from her father. 

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"Young Lady, where are you?" A man called me as I hide myself behind the bush. 

He then walk away tying to look another direction.

I giggled at his stupidity upon having the thought I wasn't here, and here I thought he's one of the most clever.

Someone suddenly pulled me out of the bush and carry me like a sack of rice. "There you are!" I squealed as I was being pulled out.

Ok, I take back what I just said.

"Why were you hiding, huh?"

"I was just testing your skills." I said cutely as I was being hold by him.

Growing up with him as my father figure really made me feel like I owe him a lot. 

He was there when my Father wasn't, he was there when I needed someone to talk to or to want a shoulder and everything. He was there instead of my own Father who himself in his work.

I just wish he's my Father, I wouldn't hesitate to anything with him. 

Whoever will his future children, they would the luckiest.

Sometimes, I just wanted to got back to where it all started. When I still have my mom with me. When I was still their baby. 

Not that I don't want my younger brothers but I just missed being held of my mother's arms. I didn't really care on how people were until she died, because since then, I have been raising myself and my brothers, as I try to provide something for my father.

Since she died, Father was never the same. He buries himself in work and I worry about his health. 

He doesn't eat, he barely comes home to spend time with us, I think he doesn't even sleep at all. 

As much as I wanted to hate him for being so distant towards us, I can't because he's still my Father. 

My younger brothers have known him for everyone's Duke, but not as their Father and I don't like it.

How I wish I could just tell him straight in his face to get a grip and accept that she's dead, but before I could do that, he already died.

He was murdered by one of our illegitimate family member, my half brother, Samuel who dated our cousin and was older than my brothers.

Not many of us knew who he is, but I know. 

I wasn't really supposed to know but my curious side and curious cousin wanted to know so it just happened.

We told no one about it. We kept it, because we know it's very confidential. 

When this guy really crossed the line, I almost killed him, but I have to remind myself that he's still my older brother.