TONY'S P.O.V.
I woke up to see Tom softly snoring in the recliner in the corner of the room. I stretched and got up to get myself some fresh juice. As I headed downstairs, I could hear people whispering in the living room.
'So, how long are we going to have to keep all of this hiding from her? She has got to know it all some day.' A familiar voice said.
What were they talking about? Was it something to do with me?
'As long as we don't get our hands on the cosmic cube.' A tall, dark figure replied, in a deep voice.
I heard footsteps approaching towards the kitchen and I dashed up the stairs to my room. I was really confused now. What on Earth were they talking about? I could only hear and see Loki, but I couldn't see the man in black leather suit as his back was towards me. Were they talking about anything concerning me? Was I being kept in the dark? All these thoughts were rushing through my mind. I had to know what was going on. But how? Then, I heard Loki calling me downstairs. In the meantime, Tom also woke up and wished me good evening in his sleepy voice.
'Had a good sleep, I suppose?' I asked, still lost in thoughts.
'The best I had in a while.' He stretched and smiled, and ran his hands through his brown messy hair.
'Let's go downstairs. Loki is calling.' I sighed and brushed off all my thoughts for the time being.
'Yea, okay.' Tom nodded.
I took a deep breath and headed downstairs, unaware of what I was about to see...
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FanfictionTony Christiana Evans has lost her parents 2 years ago. She has an older brother who is in the NYU but has not been in touch with him, since their parents' death. Tony lives alone and unfortunately, the person she dislikes is her neighbour. But f...
