Her Perfect Half

Chapter fourteen

He finished saying, 'My decision is final, and nobody can change my mind.' Mom had tears streaming down her face, Antonio looked visibly disturbed, and Nico. He kept his cool.

'Dad, this is fucking sick. Why would you marry off your daughter to a fucking stranger? Have you lost your mind?' Throughout the years, you put Kiarra through things a child her age wasn't supposed to know. That is just disgusting. Do you even know how old is that boy? Kiarra listened to every single one of your bullshits. She attended every single one of your meetings. No matter how boring they were. She did everything you asked her to do, and all you do is marry her to a stranger! That is not happening, not under my presence. She'll finish her education.'

The chillness of Antonio's voice sends shivers down my spine. Did he really care that much about me?

'I don't care about your opinion. Kiarra will marry Diego, end of discussion. In two weeks, they'll come here to Italy. Kiarra, I expect you to be on your best behavior. And you, Siena. You'll go to France with your two brothers. Everything from hotel to accommodation is taken care of.'

He finished. He then took his whiskey glass and gulped the alcoholic beverage all in one go.

'I'm not going to France, and neither is Nicholas. We are staying here and meeting this boy.' Antonio declared before getting up from the table.

'You'll not leave your sister alone in France!' Dad screamed, turning around to face him. 'But if that were Kira, you would leave her. No problem, right?' Antonio, we are already in a pickle. Don't push the limit.

'It's different. Kiarra knows how to take care of herself. Siena doesn't.' I could see it in Dad's eyes, the hatred towards me. It's not fair. All I wanted was his love. Was this too much to ask?

'Maybe because Kira didn't have a choice?! She wanted love. That's all she ever wanted!' Antonio shouted. I got out of the room. It was too much to take in. I called Maximo. The only person I need right now.

'Hey, mi vida! How was your flight? Is everything all right? You look sad and nervous.'

I love how he could sense something was wrong with me just by looking into my eyes.

'My flight was good, thanks for asking. However, um, I found out something you might not like.'

He looked concerned but nonetheless mentioned me to continue talking. And I told him everything, from the start to the very end. I was in tears when I finished speaking. He looked crushed, sad, angered.

'Mi Vida, I promise you. Diego will not fucking touch you. You'll be safe. I'll be there for you, no matter what.'

I cried. I didn't know what else to do, and this seemed like the most logical thing. I hate my father. I hate him for what he did. For the way he treated me. I wish- I wasn't his daughter.

He would be happy with Siena. She is all he needs, after all.