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Chapter 39

MIRABELLE'S POV

I woke up gasping for air, my eyes were stinging with tears and my head was pounding. I felt someone hugging me and I flinched.

I sobbed as the person tightened their hold on me, but when I smelt their familiar cologne I relaxed and broke down in his arms.

"G-Gio h-he -" I sobbed and clutched his shirt tightly as I closed my eyes tightly feeling more of the salty liquid run down my face.

"Shh it's okay, you need to breath Alex." He mumbled running his hand up and down my back.

After a while I calmed down. My breathing did, I was no longer sobbing but letting my tears fall silently on my face.

Gio gave me a glass of water and I gulped it down, I didn't even realize I was this thirsty. I gave him the glass back with shaky hands and stared at my lap fiddling with my fingers nervously.

"I'll be back okay?" He said giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. I nodded my head and he kissed my forehead and went towards the door.

Once I heard the door close softly behind him I broke down again. How can I face them after what I did? I embarrassed myself in-front of my whole family.

I leaned my head back against the headboard and thought of all the different bad reactions that I'll receive.

I embarrassed myself and acted hysterically in-front of them. They must be so mad right now. How can I face them now? But then a thought crossed my mind suddenly making my breath hitch in my throat.

What if they ask about what happened? What if they ask who Jake is? Surely one of my brothers must've seen him.

No no no. I can let them know. They will be so ashamed to have me as a sister and family member. They will be disgusted when they know what he did to me.

I mean, I'm disgusted with myself that I couldn't protect myself. I should've done something. I should've tried more harder. I clutched my hair in frustration and balled my hand in a tight fist.

With my fist I hit my head repeatedly while sobbing. This is all my fault, everything is always my fault. I scratched my arms suddenly feeling dirty as my mind went back when they would touch me.

My door was slammed open and dad came running towards me. I didn't have time to react as he engulfed me in his comforting embrace.

I was tired from everything. I lied limply in his arms embracing the comfort and safety his presence bought me.

"Oh principessa, I was so worried about you." He kissed my forehead multiple times.

I didn't respond. I just sat there thinking about what I should do.

"Mirabelle." An emotionless voice which belonged to Marco said while staring at me blankly.

I looked at me but not meeting his eyes afraid he'd see right through me.

"Yes?" I whispered, my voice coming out small I thought he wouldn't hear me, but because of the silence in the room he unfortunately heard me.

"What happened?" He asked still staring blankly at me.

I looked around the room nervously. I can't tell him. He doesn't know about mom and John and he can't know. Not about John or Jake.