Valentina Williams that is the girls name of this story, or at least she thought it was. Turns out that her whole life is a lie. Her real name was Valentina Hernandez.
Valentina finds out her whole life has been a lie when her 'parents' died. What...
Suddenly the door gets opened by that man and in walks Allesandro with a beautiful girl.
She looks nervous while she's clinging to Allesandro in a cute way.
She's wearing a gorgeous champagne colored dress with some heals. She also has some jewelry on that matches with it perfectly.
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We all stand up and walk towards them to greet them.
"Everyone this is my girlfriend Adriana, Adriana this is my family" Allesandro says a small smile on his face.
Roman's hand is still around my waist when we walk up to them.
My mom starts with bringing the girl in a big hug, "hey Adriana, I'm Diana, Allesandro's mother" my mom says smiling and releasing her.
"Hello Diana" she says giving my mom a smile back.
After my mom takes a step back, Roman pushes me a little into Adriana's direction telling me to greet her.
Hiding my shaky hands, I walk up to her while my heart painfully pounds against my chest.
"Hi Adriana, my name's Valentina" I tell her softly, trying to make sure that my voice doesn't shake while putting up a small smile.
She smiles in a comforting way while doing everything she can not to look at me in pity and sympathy.
Does she know?
He better have not, those things are private and I only want people to know if I trust them.
"Hello Valentina" she greets me back while holding out her hand.
She definitely knows.
Over the years I've learned not to flinch from every touch but I still do at certain times like when I'm anxious, the time around my birthday and more.
I flinch slightly and quickly ball my fists which makes my nails dig into my skin.
If she wouldn't have know it then she would have come in for a hug, like with mom which means she knows.
I'll kill Allesandro if he acts up a little more. Girlfriend or not it is my story to tell and to even decide if I want it to be told.
I quickly reach out and shake her hand but of course, my sleeve rolls up a little by me stretching out my arm which makes some self-harm show.
No,
Why?
My throat closes up as I feel the anxiety sink in deeper.
