Chapter 35

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"Congratulations Rosalia." He says, smiling like a devil.


"Why?" I breathe out.


"Why?" He asks.


"That's what I just asked, yeah." I rudely say.


"I will tell you, my dear darling." He says, looking out the window.


"It was such a long time ago, wasn't it? When everything was happy, life was worth everything to me. I had nothing but dreams and goals, a family I loved dearly. I remember a certain summer a certain little girl found her way into our backyard. My little brother, who was her age, befriended this little girl and immediately fell in love with her. She was the sweetest thing he had ever seen, that any of us had seen. Long brunette hair, piercing eyes, and fair skin. She was the brightest of the Horan family days, bringing sunshine back to us.


The years passed and that little girl grew up. She grew into a very beautiful young lady, and my sappy little brother fell for her more and more as the days passed. Niall was so in love he and I would have late night talks about how lovely and beautiful you were. How happy you made him during his darkest days. It was like you loved him too since you and him had a fling going on, am I right? Right. Niall was so in love.


One day, the girl stopped showing up. One day, Niall spent most days sitting at the window seat in the living room waiting for that girl. Hoping and praying that she would be back soon.


For years I watched my poor brother cry his heart out in his bedroom late at night, constantly putting himself down. The fact that his first love left him so easily, crushed his puny little heart.


I was so angry that anyone could even think about doing that to my precious younger brother. I vowed when he was born never to let anyone hurt him, and I let that one girl hurt him. I was so consumed with rage and I wanted to get her.


I contacted a certain someone to help me.


While your precious family had everything they wished for. The perfect family setting on the farm, wealth, and popularity. The Horan family had lived through poverty, sadness, and discrimination.


I was taken over by jealousy and decided it was time. Time that people who didn't deserve all of that happiness, should be eliminated.


So I contacted someone very precious to you, Rosalia." He ends.

I was shocked and I was at a standstill. I couldn't move and I was absolutely frozen.


It was him...all along?


Niall's older brother killed my family?!


"Who did you contact?" I ask.


"Oh Rosalia dearest." I hear a too familiar voice call from behind me.

No..


I turn my head to see that my suspicions were right all along. How could she do this to me? How could she do this to her family?!


"Aunt Giovanna?!" I gasp.


"Cut the shit sweetie, I'm not really your aunt. My real name is Jay Collins and I've been working with Greg here for a long time now. Cute little bugger stole my heart in Paris that winter. I was a French spy, and I decided working with him was a good idea. It laid well." She smirks.


"Excuse me?" I ask shocked.


"Please, your aunt was killed along with your pathetic little family. I am her look alike, that's why Greg here told me to pretend and raise you from the bottom to top!" She squeals happily.

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