Chapter 9 : The Home Office

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Leonardo's POV

Dad motions us all to follow him to his home office when we're done with our dinner and I follow them after I have escorted Estella to her room and made sure she is comfortable.

I know the conversation is inevitable but I  am still dreading it.  We all had mourn and grieved over Estella's death over the past fourteen years and the sudden appearance of her will cause various receptions.

To realize we have lost so much damn time with our sister, it hurts. It fucking makes me want to rip my heart out and scream. 

She grew up as an orphan. Someone who didn't had anyone to love her unconditionally the way she deserved. She had a loving family who wouldn't thought twice before laying life for her, but she grew up all alone. Learning to protect herself all alone.

 Her whole childhood was spent in foster care and I am not naive to think she had a good life there. 

These thoughts will forever haunt me. A constant reminder of how much we failed as her family and my broken promise to Mom in her last moments.

Taking a deep breathe I finally enter Dad's office and all the chaos erupts.

" what the fuck is happening? You told us Estella is dead 12 years ago" Rhysand yells as soon as I close the door. His entire body is shaking. With anger or fear I don't know.

Rhysand has been in therapy for his depression and anger issues for the past four years. After that fateful night fourteen years ago he was stuck somewhere in the middle of understanding the loss we suffered and waiting for miracles to happen in his childish innocent. He became a good elder brother for the twins and an obedient child. But with George's accident something snapped in him.All the pent up grief and anger came rushing back with a vengeance without him knowing how to manage it all, he spiraled in a dark abyss. Just like the many failures of my life I failed yo understand his pain until it was too late. The road to getting him to join therapy and his struggles through it all wasn't easy, but we somehow got through it. 

But now looking at him practically shaking with anger and knowing how badly this situation must be affecting him badly made me realized I have messed up royally. He has been doing to well for the past months and now all his progress could be lost and he might relapse.  Now I am regretting my idea to surprise them with news like this.

I know Noah has similar emotions but he's keeping it under control probably because of Liam. They both always manage to balance each other's emotions. They call it the "special twin psychosis magic " and I must say whatever witchcraft they use to make it is pretty effective.

"Let's sit down first and Leonardo will explain " Dad speak calmly motioning us all to sit on the sofa present in the office

When everyone had settled I begin to explain to them" I received a call from Ohio police yesterday regarding Estella. Because her foster parents had died recently and their new protocol included running a blood test to find possible family members and through that test they were able to contact us. And before you ask yes I've done the DNA test again to remove any suspicions. So I flew there yesterday and filled the paperwork with the help of our legal team to get her custody"

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