Chapter Seven.

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Dearest Diary,

I am so excited! Yea I know its almost been a month, but I have been busy. Between moving into a new house, all the office work load and the company affairs, I have been left with little time to update you, but I promise I will make it up to you.

So, Dom and my parents are coming and I am so excited to show them around. We are meant to get the company up and running which is also why Dom and dad are here. No, he doesn’t know the whole story but I will tell him when they get here.

As for my mum I plan to continue keeping her in the dark for as long as I can and you know Shea. Telling her is like breaking the news to the entire world.

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"This is beautiful!" My mum exclaims climbing out Bridget. Yes, I have Camilla, but Bridget is bigger which is necessary for hauling my parents luggage to my estate.

"Thanks mum."

"How much did you pay for it?" She asks and in that moment I am glad that Shea is out with David picking Briella from school.

"It was a gift."

"You didn't get a sponsor! Did you?"

My eyes widen at her accusation and my father and Dom chuckle beside me.

"What are you two laughing at? This is serious!" My dear mother Irina says rounding up on the two of them. I mat have been uncomfortable but watching them squirm beats of all that.

"Why don't you just tell her? It's her secret to tell." My father says, directing the last part to mother.

"Okay... Speak up!" My mother says turning back to face me. Her eyes are glowing and I can tell that if my answer is unsatisfactory, I am going to be in a lot of 'hot soup'.

"Troy. He gifted it as a Christmas present."

"Troy." Her brow furrows, deep in thought. "Why would he..."

Her face suddenly lights and she engulfs me into a big hug.

"Mum..." I complain.

"I can't believe it. You two are finally back together. I can't wait to tell Teresa! I knew that trip would work wonders."

"Mum..." I complain again, but she disregards me.

"Come let's go. Let her be." My father tells me and I pick of the suitcases, pulling it towards the front doors. My father and cousin pick the rest and I can tell that they are impressed by the wonderous looks on their faces.

My mother finally snaps out of it and joins us as we cross the threshold and into the front hall which I repainted a soft yellow, but maintained the gold on the skirting boards.

"Wow!" Dominic exclaims taking in the view with an open mouth.

"And to think that you almost refused this?" My dad jokes.

"She did?" My mother gasps. "Are you nuts?"

"Darling, stop calling our daughter crazy. I am sure she had her reasons." My father steps in to save me.

"Okay...We have six bedrooms on the second floor and two on the third floor. Shea has one of the third floor bedrooms and four on the second floor are already taken..."

"Four?" Dom furrows his brow quickly doing the math.

"Briella, Maggie, Troy and me." I answer him.

"Troy? Is here? I thought he is Darwin."

"He is, but since he visits alot we decided that he should have one." I reply and they all nod.

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