𝕆𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕒 𝕆𝕝𝕪𝕞𝕡𝕦𝕤 || N.M [discontinued]

VII

Home
[hom] noun.
a place where you are always welcomed, and surrounded by those who love you.

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Here Ophelia stands, in front of her childhood house, just a knock from seeing her younger brother Jeremy and her aunt Jenna. Both of whom she haven't seen in over a decade. Both of whom remember her as the child that went missing.

Will they recognize her? Will they be mad?

Various thoughts are running through Ophelia's head making her stand in front of the door for what seems like hours on end.

As her nerves raise up, her left hand subconsciously went to her almost 4 months belly and rubbing it in circular motions. A nervous habit Ophelia developed when she first noticed a small bump.

Taking a shaky breath Ophelia softly knocked on the door to the house she left as a young child. After a brief moment she could hear someone making their way to the door with her demigoddess enhanced senses.

The hickory wood door swung open and there stood a familiar blonde woman in her in her 20s.

"Hi, Jenna?" Ophelia managed to rasped out.

"Hello? Ms...." Jenna asked the younger woman who she thought looked familiar with the light chestnut brown hair and the blue-grey eyes.

Ophelia's nervousness risen up and she took a shaky breath before answering. "Ophelia Olympus." She took a pause before saying, "I was born as Ophelia Zephyrine Gilbert." She revealed.

Jenna's eyes widen as she finally saw the similarities from her young niece that she adored. "Is it really you?"

Ophelia looked into her aunts eyes and nodded. Jenna pulled Ophelia into a sudden hug, "Where have you been?" "You changed your name?" Jenna started bombarding the pregnant demigoddess with questions overwhelming her.

"I found my birth father." Ophelia blurted out to stop Jenna's train of questions. Thankfully before Jenna could resume her interrogation, footsteps were heard coming down from the staircase.

A teenage boy with brunette hair and brown eyes came down.

There he stood. Jeremy Gilbert, Ophelia's younger brother, and favorite brother, (don't tell Jason) , the person that she missed the most since she left.

"Jeremy." Ophelia spoke out just above a whisper.

Jeremy much like Jenna thought the girl looked familiar, but unlike Jenna he recognized those eyes almost instantly. Those blue-grey eyes where he has only seen on one person. The person despite him being quite young; looked up to.

His missing sister. Alive. Standing just a few steps away from him.

His eyes lightly watered as a breathy smile broke out. He lunched himself to Ophelia and hugged her like she's going to disappear again.

"Sister."

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