DISCONTINUED
UPDATE 8/15/2023: Thank you to all who have read this book, I truly do appreciate and love each and every one of you. However, I will not be continuing this book. I will be keeping it on my page, however, it will not be completed. Thank...
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My phone had been kept off for the past three days. Since arriving in Italy, I only spoke to Lizzie a few times and my grandparents to let them know where it was. I knew that it was particularly wrong. I knew that I should message Sebastian and talk to him. I did want to, I just couldn't. Not right now.
I wasn't ready to face everything yet. I didn't know if I ever wanted to go back.
How could Robert have lied to me for so long? How could he have just decided not to tell me something like this? And why would this happen to me? This is something that only happens in stories - in fiction. This didn't happen in real life.
I wasn't sure what to do.
I hated him. I hated him for not telling me. I hated how I found out; through a damned letter I wasn't supposed to read in the first place.
And the worst part was that Robert knew I was his daughter when he first met me. That was why he was interested in me. It wasn't because of my writing.
That was what bothered me the most. Knowing that I'm only where I am because I'm his daughter. I wouldn't have gotten that Avenger's internship without him. It wasn't because if my skill for writing that brought me to it. And while I knew he was the reason, I thought it was because of my writing. Not because I was his daughter.
And everything that followed it. I didn't deserve it. I thought that I worked hard to get where I was. But he's why. It wasn't because of me.
God, it made me so mad. I couldn't stand the very idea of talking to him right now. While I wanted to ripe his head off and tell him how much I wish he wasn't my father, I didn't have the energy to.
Why would he have lied?
Sawyer was with Leo today. He begged me and begged me to let him take her to the park. I couldn't fight him off any longer. I figured he and Monica were responsible enough to take care of my little girl. Louis was working.
I was in the house by myself. My stomach was still bothering me and a few more issues had come up as well. More concerning issues. Like why I jonesing for pancakes all of a sudden. And why my breasts were tender.
I had taken advantage of my time alone by running to the store and buying a pregnancy test. I had a feeling it was negative; because I was on birth control. So it sat in the bathroom drawer in its wrapper.
Maybe I was too afraid to take it. Maybe I didn't want to face what the test might say.
Either way, it sat there until well after the fourth day in Italy had passed. After we all ate a traditional Italian meal - thank you Leo - and are gelato on the terrace.
Sawyer was absolutely loving Italy.
Now though, she was coloring in a book on the bathroom floor because she wanted to be close to me.
