"You cannot send her away" Cyra calmly said as she sits down next her husband.
"I don't have a choice αγάπη μου..." (my love) the man said a he runs a hand through his face - " I can't protect her here and I don't want her on the run because of my mistakes..."
Cyra eyes turn glossy, the tears falling a second later " I don't want her to feel alone, I won't send her to that boarding school..." she stand up, turning... she walked towards the window of there bedroom.
"Then where else? You went to that-" he was cut off by Cyra "precisely, I went there. I know what's it like" her voice breaks as she lets out a sob "I won't do that to my daughter"
" then what you expect me to do?" The man was growing restless torn between sending his daughter away to protect her o having her being involved with the ghost of his past.
Cyra stops in the middle of the bedroom, "what about Catalina?"..."NO!" The man interrupted her this time "I will not send her to Italy!" Now he was the one pacing in the room.
"They can protect her" Cyra try to convince her husband "she owes me a favor"....
He stopped,turning to face his wife "Severino is don now, he will do it for us..." he runs a hand through his hair "then it's settled" Cyra walks towards her husband, cupping his face " they will protect her... we will be fine as long as she is safe"
As they stay in each other arms only one thing linger in the air....uncertainty.
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"Italy is a beautiful place, that's where I met your father" Cyra carefully braid her daughters hair "yes! Fontana di Trevi!" The little girl happily said as she too braids her dolls hair "that where you met papa, oh! What if that's where I'll meet my prince mama?" Cyras heart warm at her daughters innocence "of course my dear, one day you'll find your prince...but until then you'll stay with a friend of mine"
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As they approach the luxurious villa the little girls heart began to flutter with nervousness
What if they don't let her tend to the garden?
What if they don't allow her onto the library?
Or worse, what if they don't like her pastries...
A world of what ifs, yet she focused on the wrong ones or rather right ones after all, there was no single ounce of malice in her.
..."remember a stór, be kind and be brave" (darling) " and everything will be alright..." Cyra kisses her daughters temple, unknown to all of them it will be their last time...
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Okay so I wrote this in third person
BUT the rest of the story will be in first person!!!
The pov will change between the main characters!!!
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