The garden wasn't icy as the children would have expected it but they loved it, or rather, Amara loves it. It's been long her father played with her and it's indeed a huge happiness to play hide and seek with her.
As usual, Gio sat on the floor watching them. He didn't smile, nor frown, even as Amara kept jumping and pulling his legs, nothing left his mouth.
Again he would be alone.The fear that he lost his parents who had died on the night that he was born hurt him. He refused to believe that Alita had eventually gave up on him or something bad had happened to her.
Not that Gio doesn't know that Alita knows how to take care of herself, in cases of when the people were stronger than her means she might as well be dead. The little he knows about Rocco made him think the man was a nice man, but the things he heard about him is also making
"Alita!!!" Gio and Luciano gasped in unison. Gio blinked, he couldn't believe as he initially don't know what to believe with the way she was looking. Alita was still putting on the black hoodie and black joggers she wore days ago when she saw Jordan. Her hair was packed in a messy ponytail and her face looked white like she doesn't have enough blood. Of course she doesn't have enough blood. Not when she had lost everything to Rocco and the rest hiding, staying hungry and living out of Expired food and nursing her grudges for vengeance. A small smile spread on Alita's face as she watched Lu's daughter run back to her and held her palm. The way the little girl was just so happy and jumping should be enough to melt the stone in Alita's heart. Instead, it turned it to iron when she noticed the proud look on Luciano's face as he stared at the l