Family Reunion

The sound of my rapid beating heart was louder than the clanking of my Louboutin’s against the stone path I was following.

I turned another corner of this huge fortress and came face to face with the most beautiful courtyard-garden I have ever seen.

The place was huge and filled with lots of the finest wildflowers one could buy.

There was a large white tent in the middle of the garden that had a long table that was decorated with the finest china. Every single detail was white—playing into the engagement theme. There were even twinkly lights that were strung up in the luscious trees, giving the place an intimate feel.

Everything looked absolutely gorgeous.

This had Cara’s touch all over the place. She was obsessed with perfection and always made sure everything flowed together well. There was no doubt in my mind that this place was decorated by her imagination.

My eyes roamed over the vast garden, seeing people of all international stature. They all had that mafia touch, no matter if they tried to dress up in their finest designer garments. I could see the mafia affiliated tattoos from here. Not to mention the darkness in the eyes that looked back at me.

This was definitely the lion’s den.

I felt my hands become clammy as my heart pounded even faster in my chest.

God, I needed a drink.

Unconsciously, my eyes kept roaming. I was looking for one person in particular that I really didn’t want to see.

My father.

My eyes rapidly roamed the garden, not finding him anywhere. That had to be a good sign. If I couldn’t find him, then maybe he wasn’t here.

Right?

I turned my head in time to catch Cara walking down the stairs of the estate and into the court yard.

She was all grown up now.

My eyes welled with tears as I saw how beautiful she was. Her blonde hair that had the perfect amount of dark highlights, was longer than I imagined.

It was down to her hips now.

Her tan skin glistened underneath that sparkly lights and she was just as short as I remembered her. She had on a pair of white designer high-heels that gave her an extra four inches. Her white dress was short and made of the finest lace, making her look like a true bride. 

That was my Cara.

I watched as her green eyes connected with mine from across the court yard. They lit up before she was screaming so loud that everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at her. 

“ISABELLA!” She screamed before she took off running towards me.

I couldn’t help but smile before I started to meet her half way. I was scared she would fall and ruin that pretty white dress she had.

She jumped into my arms, almost knocking us to the floor.

“It’s really you!” She cried out, as she hugged me so tight that I thought I may die from suffocation.

“It’s me, Cara.” I chuckled slightly, feeling tears start to well in my eyes. 

I pulled back and wiped my eyes, knowing I didn’t want to mess up my mascara and end up looking like a raccoon.

“I can’t believe you’re here right now.” She gasped in shock as she looked me over. “You must have gotten my letter.”

I nodded my head, “I did and I decided that I couldn’t miss this.”

Her face softened before she started crying again.

“I missed you so much.” She threw herself in my arms again, making me smile.

“I missed you too Cara.” I stroked her hair and let her get out all of the emotions she was feeling at the moment. 

She pulled back and wiped her tears.

“Look at how beautiful you’ve became.” She complimented as her eyes roamed over me from head to toe.

Her gaze made me feel uncomfortable. I wasn’t used to people studying me, but Cara was one to catch every detail of everything.

“You look perfect.” She whispered as her green eyes welled with tears again.

“Stop crying, crazy woman.” I giggled before wiping her tears away. “Here, this is for you.”

I handed the gift to her, wanting to lighten the mood.

I knew she would like the gift, considering she was a diamond kind of girl. Well, I hope she liked the gift honestly, considering how much money I paid for it. I may make a nice salary, but I wasn’t rich like anybody here.

They spend money like they drink champagne.

“You didn’t have to get me anything.” She sniffled with a sly smirk on her face.

“Of course I did, I wouldn’t hear the end of it from you.” She bursted out laughing, making me join in with her.

Cara was a princess and she wanted everybody to obey her and get her gifts, even if she didn’t outright say it.

She tore through the golden wrapping paper and laid eyes on the large velvet box that sat in her palm.

She gasped softly before looking up at me.

“Jewelry? You got me jewelry?” Her eyes glittered with excitement as I nodded my head.

“Go ahead and open it.” I urged her.

She bounced in her obnoxiously high heels and opened the velvet jewelry box. A loud shriek tore from her red painted lips, deafening everybody who was in the courtyard. All eyes were on us as she pulled out the diamond necklace from the jewelry box. It was fitted with tiny diamonds all around the neckline and had one large pink diamond dangling from the center.

She jumped up and down before throwing herself into my arms again.

“I love it! I love it! I love it!” She yelled out, making me laugh.