Chapter Twenty Seven:
____________________________________________"Tell me what you want to hear,
Something that will light those ears.
Sick of all the insincere,
I'm gonna give all my secrets away.""On my mo-mother's funeral. That boy. It was, it was you." She whispered in a broken voice.
I furrowed my eyebrows at her but before I could say something, she spoke once again.
"You hugged me and you told me how brave I am and that I will get through it."
And as if lightning struck me, at that moment, it all suddenly came back to me.
Flashback
Dad, can we leave now?" I asked while rolling my eyes.
He looked down at me, disapprovingly, "Dar! We're at a funeral."
"I didn't even know her, dad." I complained.
"We'll leave in a bit." He said and turned to talk to a man.
I sighed in defeat and stood there for another five minutes before wandering off to nowhere in particular. I came across a hallway and started walking in its direction.
There was a room on the right side and it was empty. I continued to walk, not wanting to be snoopy, but my feet halted outside another room on the right.
The door was slightly ajar and I saw a small figure sitting beside the window, on the floor. I peeked inside to see a girl whose blonde hair fell down her back and her body shook with sobs. I couldn't see her face as it was buried in her tiny hands.
Before I could decipher my actions, my feet strode towards her and I sat down on my knees.
"Hey." I whispered while placing a hand on her shoulder.
She looked up and I nearly gasped.
She was so adorable.
She wiped her face with the back of her hand and blinked at me.
"What happened?" I questioned.
Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes once again and she started sobbing, "M-My m-moth-er passed a-away." She told.
In that instant, I felt bad for her. She was a child, so young. Nobody deserves that.
Throwing the rational side of my brain out of the window, I hugged her and said, "It's going to be alright. You're such a brave girl. With time, you will learn to cope with it. I believe in you."
She sniffled and gripped the front of my shirt, in response.
"Your p-parents let you get a tat-tattoo?" She asked in a small voice.
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RomanceThis is Book Three in LOST AND FOUND SERIES but can be read as a STAND ALONE. *** Being kept in the shadows and away from the dangerous life her family lived, Eirene Azalea Petrakis is the epitome of innocence. A beauty as captivating as hers, is b...