Italian Coffee House [BWWM]

- C h a p t e r 44 -

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Niccolò's Chocolate House

Chapter 44

*Nico*

Awakened by the sound of a latch, I shot up and almost out of the bed before my sister came into view.

"Uh-uh-uhh," She chided.  "Get back in bed."

"What are you doing here?" I began, perplexed as to when and how she ended up in the Salvatore den. In Italia, altogether. "Krysta?"

"I was worried about you." Krysta churned, looking over me with a clouded expression. "You disappeared on me."

It made sense that my sister would have insecurities about my hasty departure. The extent of which, hadn't crossed my mind until just then. With everything else going on. "I'm sorry, not knowing where Ada … Where's A—?"

"—Ada's safe. She's helping Ortensia with dinner. I know you were worried about her. I'm sorry for behaving like some narcissistic pompous bitch. My behavior was unacceptable. Especially, when you needed me the most. My behaviour was inexcusable. I know you raised me to better than I acted the last time we saw each other. I just was so torn between mother's return and Ada's abduction. I—I lost it." Krysta's eyes were glazed over with unshed tears. There was no mistaking the pain in their depths before she propped her forehead by the tips of her fingers.

It was obvious that she needed a moment or she would succumb to tears, so I gave her the time to gather herself.

"She just left, you know, without an explanation. Without a word. I wondered what we would've meant to each other if she would've stayed. But life's a funny thing."

"What do you mean?" I asked, detecting a hint of sarcasm.

"When you vanished, I followed your trail, applied my resources and wound up in Italy." Her words almost shocked me, but what could I expect? She learnt all of that from yours truly. "And I got answers. They might not be what I wanted, but i got them nonetheless."

"Krysta you could've been hurt —"

"—So could you, Nikki. You left me wondering. I could just wait around. What if something morbid had happened to you? What would you have me do then? Because chances are I might not have found out until it was too late to do something."

"Do what Krysta? You're sixteen years old?" I fumed, anger rising in my voice. Not particularly directed at my sister but at myself for leaving her in such a volatile state.