ログインIt's been four years since Bianca Moretti's Dad passed away. Her mom decided to get married to a man she felled in love with, the Rossi family. Bianca wasn't in support with it till she met her stepbrother. Emilio Rossi, the first child and only son of Alejandro Rossi. Emilio is a good example of introvert, he doesn't talk that much. He only cares about his three little sisters after their Mom abandoned them a long time ago. He's arrogant, hot-tempered and rude. After seeing he new stepsister, he knew that he had to be careful.
もっと見るBIANCA It’s strange… How peaceful everything feels now. Like life has finally exhaled. I’m standing by the kitchen window, watching the kids play in the backyard while Milo grills on the patio. Kaia is in his arms, babbling her usual chaos while the twins, Kairo and Kaian wrestle over who gets the last slice of watermelon. I can’t help but smile. This is home. This is ours.Looking around, I realise something I never thought I’d say. We made it. Not just Milo and me, but all of us.Everyone I grew up with, everyone who once stood on shaky ground, we all found a place to land. A place to heal. A place to grow.Lorenzo and Sofia are married now, a chaotic, gorgeous family of five. Their house is always noisy, always filled with laughter and little footsteps running down the hall. Sofia still jokes that Lorenzo is the fourth child in the house, and honestly? She’s not wrong. But they’re good together. The kind of good that makes you believe in second chances.Then there's Mr. Heaven Al
BIANCA SEVEN YEARS LATERIf someone told me seven years ago that I’d be surviving three miniature hurricanes daily, I would’ve laughed and then cried. But here I am, a proud, sleep-deprived, permanently sticky mother of triplets, two boys, and one fiercely independent girl.And no, I don’t mean “independent” in the cute, toddler sense. I mean boss lady, full-time negotiator, occasional chaos bringer kind of independent.Let’s start with the firstborn by exactly two minutes, Kairo.Kairo came into the world with his fists clenched and screaming like he was declaring war. And he hasn’t stopped since. He’s my deep thinker, always asking me strange questions like, “What if the sun is sad because it never gets a break?” or “Do ants know we exist, or do they think we’re just earthquakes?”He’s also the peacekeeper, well, when he’s not fighting over the last cookie. He’ll help his siblings with homework one second and prank them the next. I never know what version of Kairo I’m getting, but I
ARIANNA I can’t believe this asshole. My chest tightened as I stared at him, the chaos of the hallway blurring around me.“It was you all along,” I said, my voice low, calm, too calm for the storm raging inside me.Seb’s lips curved into a smile, as if I’d just accused him of something silly. “It’s not true, Arianna. You know I’m a good guy.” He said it casually, like this was some kind of game, like destroying my life had been a joke.A bitter laugh tore from my throat before turning into something sharper. “I fucking hate you, you bastard.” My words came out louder, harsher. I could feel eyes on us, everyone watching, recording, whispering, but I didn’t care. “I turned against my boyfriend and my brother for you!” My voice cracked, and I felt a hot tear slide down my cheek.Seb didn’t look guilty. He didn’t look ashamed. He looked… desperate. “I wanted you to love me,” he said softly, almost like a confession.My breath caught. Love? He called this love?He stepped closer. Instinct
ARIANNA After I found out about the rumours, my blood boiled hotter than I thought possible. The whispers in the hallway, the glances people threw my way, it was obvious everyone had heard about Ericsson and me. At first, I tried to brush it off. High school thrives on drama; half of what people say isn’t even true. But the more I heard, the more it sounded personal, too specific to be random gossip. And one name kept circling in my head like a vulture: Ericsson.I stormed away from Amy, who’d just tried to calm me down. I couldn’t even look at her right now. “Just ignore it,” she’d said, like that was easy. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.I moved quickly through the crowded hallway, ignoring the stares, scanning faces, and searching. I needed to find him. I needed to see his eyes when I asked if he’d done it. If he even flinched, I’d know the truth.“Where is he?” I muttered under my breath, brushing between groups of students who stepped aside once they saw my expression. I didn’t car
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