✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧
When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely ov...
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| Chapter 13 | The Plane
HER EYELIDS FLUTTER shut and I watch as she tries her best to fight off the effects of the chloroform, but when her eyes shut and don't reopen, I know she's out cold.
Removing the cloth from her tear stricken face, I gaze down at my angel's pale form.
Her small body fits perfectly in my arms. I watch as her chest rises and falls before her breaths even out and the panic I could see in her eyes from earlier fully leaves her body.
I can't look away.
It's been years. Years that we have been looking for her, and now she's in my arms.
It's almost surreal, and I can't look away because a part of me thinks once I do she'll disappear and I'll lose my baby girl once more.
"Готово ли оно?" Alex's voice fills the quiet space but I still don't bring my eyes away from her peacefully sleeping form. (Is it ready?)
I don't need to ask to know what he's referring to.
He exchanges a few more words with what I assume to be our pilot over the phone before hanging up and silence descends on us once more.
"She's not going to disappear if you look away брат." Alex's teasing voice speaks once more and I shoot him a glare. His thick russian accent is more pronounced after speaking to the person on the phone. (Brother)
My eyes look back at her soft features. While she's lost most of her childish features that we remember seeing her up close confirms for a fact that it is her. Her dark eyebrows, a few shades darker than her dirty blonde hair, and the freckles that line the bridge of her nose before scattering on her cheeks. The striking sign would be her ocean blue eyes, which are currently hidden behind her closed eyelids.
She fucking beautiful.
Alexander comes into view as he crouches down in front of where I am seated on the floor with our girl in my arms. His khaki pants wrinkle as he crouches but I don't think he cares. He raises his towards her face before pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear that must've fallen in front during her struggle.
