Chapter 4

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Third-person pov:

Diaz brothers are shocked, it would be an understatement, they are frozen in their places not knowing how to react to this situation. Vincente hates that place and there is no way he would go there. Then it's impossible that Vincente and her met each other before.

Klaus just stared at her with wide eyes as his eyes traveled up to Vincente's face which is void of any emotions. His jaw is clenched hard while a pulse around his neck popped at how angry he is. His fist is clenching and unclenching at his sides as she looked up at him with her warm brown eyes.

Klaus pulled out of whatever trance he was in and immediately grabbed her forearm a bit too roughly to protect her. He pulled her to his side and said in a low calm voice: "Vince, please go to your room. She doesn't know it"

Vincente's eyes flicked to her as his cold and empty eyes glared at her making her frown. She pouted looking down at her bare feet wiggling her toes to distract herself. Vincente roared walking to his office: "Fucking throw this kid out of our home, right fucking now"

Klaus gave him a single nod as Ezra asked cautiously: "Do you think he will be fine?"

Klaus said rubbing his temple: "He will be fine but I'm more worried about what he is going to go through in this small time"

On the other side, Vincente reached his office room and held the door knob as his hands started shaking badly. He held his hand with his other hand to stop it shaking and unlocked the door with a lot of difficulty. He pushed himself inside the memory cold and dark room then pushed the door closed. He leaned his back against the door and slid down the door.

He tugged his hair hard as the voice of a 12-year-old boy begging rang in his ears:

"Don't touch me, please"

"No no, don't touch me, please"

He covered his ears and hid his face in his knees rocking himself back and forth. He hates these flashbacks. He hated that he couldn't hug his brothers. He hates everything about their past. He hates himself for not being able to protect his twin. He hates everything about the situation and especially his parents for giving up on them that night.

(A/N: they suffer a lot in the past and that's why they turn out like this🥺)

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Ezra rushed to her and pulled her forehead from Klaus's grip when he saw her struggling with tears in her eyes. Klaus realized that he was holding her arm tightly so he gave her an apologetic look and sighed sitting down on the couch and holding his head in his hands.

Nyx eyes never left her or maybe his hoodie but only Nyx knows what or who he is watching this intensely.

Vito is stating at his "almost human but an Angel child" with soft eyes feeling bad for her. She doesn't know about them and it's not completely her fault for hugging Vincente like this. She doesn't know about his anxiety with physical touches. He is disgusted by physical touches even a little hand-shaking with someone.

Ezra asked rubbing her arms: "You good my chipmunk?"

Nyx's eyes narrowed slightly at her as she whispered rubbing her eyes to stop the flowing tears down her rosy cheeks. Klaus apologized in a soft tone: "I apologized for hurting you, little one. I didn't mean to"

Ezra nodded and Klaus said glancing at her and then pointing toward the space in front of him: "Come here little one"

Vito said smiling softly: "I found a nice name for her"

Ezra asked starting at his younger brother: "What is it?"

Vito exclaimed loudly with a huge smile spread over his lips: "Adaliah"

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