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Nishtha's P.O.V
I was completely and utterly petrified of this scary, 6ft, well-built giant infront of me - Elonzo Moretti - our second oldest brother, but I maintained a blank face, an art I mastered while living all these years of hell to not show any emotions.
He had blue eyes just like me and Evie telling me that we have all received the genes from the same person - our father..... though they both have blond hair and fair skin while I had reddish-brown curly hair and slightly tanned skin.
Elonzo had a big smile on his face as he looked over at us or more like at Evie.
He immediately kneeled infront of her with the big grin still plastered on his face.
Evie, who was literally jumping some moments ago, was now acting all shy as she tried to hide behind me.
Unfortunately for her, Elonzo had already grabbed her small chubby hands in his large once gently.
"Hey, little one, I'm Elonzo, your second oldest brother...I'm so happy to see you both here finally", he said while sparing me glance with a small smile and then again gazing at Evie, his smile widening.
I immediately took notice of his thick Italian accent.
Who would have thought that such an intimidating man can be a sweetheart to a little girl but Evie is really adorable...she can melt anybody's heart except THEIRS'.
"Hi", came a shy reply from the little bundle of cuteness.
Elonzo stood up from his crouched position and looked at me.
He gave me a small smile too and it seemed genuine but I couldn't bring myself to trust him just yet....even HE was good to me before but soon HE became my biggest nightmare.
So, I forced out a smile back for the sake of being polite.
"Hope you had a good flight", he said.... somewhat awkwardly, probably not being able to find something to tell me.
I just nodded as reply.
He frowned at me,"Remember this Nishtha....you should always answer verbally whenever you are spoken to. Am I clear?",he asked in a stern tone.
"Yes, I understood", my voice barely above a whisper.
He beamed at me seeming satisfied with my answer.
Evie, who watched our exchange unfold, squeezed my hand for comfort as she noticed my discomfort.
I smiled a bit at her not wanting her to worry....she mostly always understood me even if I don't say anything just as I understood her.
"Well then... let's go home....shall we Piccolo?", Elonzo asked looking down at Evie.
"Yes", Evie said and nodded, grinning.
"Follow me then!", he said and we did.
Well...here I come 'home'!!
3rd Chapter completed... hope you all enjoyed this part.... please comment below how you like it.
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Nishtha
Teen FictionOn-going Nishtha-her name's meaning is 'Faith and devotion', though she holds no faith in someone or something-has suffered and gone through things a mere sixteen year old should never go through, even in the wildest dreams. She took up all the pain...