CHAPTER 92
ARIA’S POV
+25 BONUS
Suddenly, the door bursts open. My brothers, Neal and Nathan, accompanied by my dad, storm into my room with a sense of urgency. Their faces are etched with concern, mirroring the worry in their eyes as they hurriedly approach me.
Neal’s hand clutches mine tightly, while Nathan’s brows furrow with anxiety and they speak in unison.
“Aria! Are you okay, my little sister?”
Thereafter, my dad’s voice trembles slightly as he asks if I’m okay, his fear for my well–being palpable in the air. Their presence fills me with a rush of emotions–gratitude for their concern, relief at their arrival, but also a pang of guilt for causing them worry.
“I’m fine…”
I’m engulfed in their embrace, feeling overwhelmed as I realize I’ve narrowly escaped death. The warmth of their arms around me offers a sense of safety and comfort, grounding me in the reality of the moment. In their embrace, I find solace, gratitude, and an overwhelming sense of relief.
“I know who did this to you!”
Neal’s anger is uncontrollable his fury radiating from him in waves. I can see the tension in his clenched fists and the fire in his eyes, and I’m afraid he might act impulsively. Quickly, I move to calm him down, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
With a calming voice, I assure him that Adam and I will handle Eva, urging him to trust us to seek justice through the proper channels.
“I’ve tried to find her, but it seems like she has disappeared!”
Neal informs me of his concerns, expressing his unease about the situation. I reassure him, suggesting that perhaps for my own safety, Adam has kept Eva hidden and away from me. I urge Neal not to worry, emphasizing that Adam has promised to take care of the matter. 1
Neal’s words hit me like a cold splash of water. He suggests that Adam may have hidden Eva to protect her from facing jail time, given their sibling relationship.
“I don’t trust this guy! If ever he tries to act smart, you’ll see how I deal with him.”
My family isn’t naive. They can see me defending and trusting Adam, and it raises suspicions for them. They fear I may fall into the Millers‘ trap once again, and their concern is evident in their wary glances and guarded words.
I don’t want my family to get worked up like this, so I finally tell them the truth.
“Why would you trust and defend a guy like Adam?”
Nathan’s questioning takes on a harsh tone, his words cutting through the air with an edge of frustration and disbelief. His blunt inquiries leave me feeling helpless.
“Adam is the one who saved my life.”
I emphasize that I was the target, and Adam acted heroically to protect me from harm. In the process, he ended up getting wounded himself.
“We’ve found you after so many years and nearly lost you again and you think we’ll spare your enemies?”
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CHAPTER 92
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Nathan is seething with anger, and my dad’s fury mirrors both his sons‘. Neal and Nathan have both inherited their hot tempers from my dad, and now I find myself in the position of having to calm them down. As the only woman in the room, I take on the role of mediator, trying to soothe their rage and diffuse the tense atmosphere.
While their anger is understandable given the circumstances, the sudden rush of emotions overwhelms me. Tears stream down my face as I’m moved by their care and unwavering support.
Despite their anger, I’m touched by their willingness to stand by me no matter what, and it’s this overwhelming display of love and solidarity that brings me to tears.
The gravity of the situation weighs heavily on me as I contemplate the potential consequences of the accident. If t had died in the aftermath of such a massive impact, I shudder to think what would have happened to my family members.
With tears in my eyes, I pull each of them into a tight embrace, promising to be more careful in the future. My heart is heavy with appreciation for their love and support.
As the tears continue to flow, I can’t seem to stop the sniffles. It’s as if a floodgate has been opened, and all the emotions I’ve been holding back come rushing out. I realize that I haven’t poured out my heart and love like this in a long time, and the vulnerability of the moment overwhelms me.
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