The Red Rose

Prologue

'Nathalia Valencia Santos! What has mama told you a million times? Don't play with fire!' I wish I could've taken her commands seriously. 'Natalie, sweetheart, your Abuela is here to pick you up.' The caretaker informed me as I took my bags and walked to the exit. My Grandmother stood there with a pitiful smile on her face. 'Gracias Senora Bueno.'

'Hola Nathalia, How was your day, Mija?' Mi Abuela asked. 

'Hola Abuelita, It was great, Abuelita. Y tu?'

'Mine was also great, Mija. I did a little bit of running this morning.'

'Abuelita, what did mama tell you the last time she saw you?' My grandmother went silent for a minute before she started talking 'The fair shares on the insurance, your mama gave you 40 million dollars in expenses for your future, Mija.' I was stunned, eyes wide open. 

'Abuelita, eso es impossible, that's impossible, me and mama lived off other peoples scraps, how is that possible?' I asked confused as my mom and I weren't wealthy.' 

'Mija, your mama was preparing you for the future and teaching you the value of money. Back in Spain, your mama y papa owned a wealthy company and immigrated to Canada, when your papa cheated on your mama, she was heartbroken and so when they divorced they both agreed to share 50% of their income to you but your mama only gave you 40 million dollars and your papa has given you child support, 20 thousand dollars a month since you were tres anos, Mija.' Oh My God! I'm a millionaire? This is going to take a long time to process.

'Pero, Abuelita, mama told me a different story, she said papa died before I was even born.'

'Mija, she did it to protect you, please understand her.' Mi Abuela spoke calmly.

'Protect! Protect! Abuela she hid the truth from me for sixteen years of my life!'

'Mija, that's why I'm taking you to Spain to meet your fathers and your sisters.'

'Sisters?' I asked shocked.

'Yes Mija, you have two younger twin sisters, Gabriela y Karlie who are cinco anos.'

The things I discovered:

Mi Mama y Papa used to live in Madrid, Spain and decided to call their daughter the place where they fell in love, Valencia, Spain, at least that was what Abuelita told me. Although people call me by my first name, Nathalia, Natalie or Nat. My friends call me Valencia or Val, at my old school that is or was. I don't know what school in Madrid I'll go to, Papa hasn't told me yet, I talked to him on the phone last night, he seemed nice. Vancouver, Canada is my home but I have to leave it to start a new life with Papa, mi Madrasta y mis dos gemelos mas Jovenes medias hermanas. I just hope they're nice...