Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Klaus Mikaelson.

Leilani.

Maya and I returned into the house, that is after receiving our takeout from the delivery lady who arrived two exactly minutes after Gavin left; but by the time we returned to the movie, I wasn’t feeling it anymore.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Gavin and the words he’d said to me, and I certainly couldn’t stop thinking about that hug. It was the first hug we had ever shared in over ten years, and now, it felt weird to think that he would even wrap his arms around my body... that he could ever treat me like I was part of his family.

The corners of my eyes burned with tears but instead of making them fall, I buried my face into a bowl of hot spicy ramen. The heat from the food made my eyes water, and this time, when tears streamed down my face, I didn’t bother questioning if I was crying because I felt bad or because the food was too spicy.

After devouring our food and eating some desserts in order to restore order to our taste buds, I picked up my phone and called Jarek.

He picked up on the first ring, his deep rich voice vibrating through the phone as he drawled; "Hello Sweetcakes."

"Hey," I called back, trying desperately and failing to sound unbothered. "I wanted to ask you for something."

"What is it?"

From the other end of the phone, I heard ruffling sounds and I didn’t need any soothsayer to know that he was moving around. I said; "I wanted to ask if you still have my old phone."

"What phon—" he began to say, but as if suddenly remembering about it, he sighed and added; "I think I still do. It should be somewhere in my safe. Is there a problem?"

"Yes, I need it. I want to check for some important messages in it." I answered, and I heard him let out a breath on the other end before he responded quietly;

"Okay then, I’ll be there in a few minutes."

Huh?

"Wait—" I began to say but before I could finish, the call had disconnected and I was left screaming at my phone instead.

It wasn’t until that moment that I turned to look at Maya, and goddess, I hated how downcast she looked. I hated that she was sad... bothered even, and it hurt to know that she was like this because of me.

I let my phone drop to the side and walked over to her, and as soon as I reached her, I wrapped my arms around her body and whispered; "I am sorry."

"You know you shouldn’t be sorry, right?" She answered lightly. "If anyone’s supposed to be sorry then it’s him, your godforsaken parents, and your stupid bratty sister who was the architect of everything to begin with."

At her words, I shook my head carefully and muttered; "Chalice may have been a villain but my parents are the real architects behind all my misfortunes."

I then went ahead to tell her about Jay’s suspicions, and by the time I was done, she shook her head and said; "If you and Chalice weren’t splitting images of each other, I would’ve sworn that you do not belong to that family."

"I don’t think I belong to that family." I answered truthfully. "I don’t know what the deal with Chalice is and why we look so alike, but a real family would never do what they’ve done to me. A real family will not make you weak and curse you for being weak."

Maya hummed.

"It almost sounds like a Klaus Mikaelsom scenario." She mused under her breath and I rolled my eyes at her before rising to pour us some juice.

"No, but for real!" She continued with conviction. "In the movie, his mother made him weak in order to hide who he was and the fact that she had cheated on her husband with a wolf! So now, what if just like him, you’re stronger than your siblings? What if they know how powerful your wolf is and have decided to weaken you first to stop it from manifesting?" She asked, and again I rolled my eyes because I trust Maya to have her head buried in stack and stack of fictitious movies.

She groaned; "Urghh! I know you’ll never believe me, but what if?" She asked again, and this time, I slowly turned around to pin her with glare as I said seriously;

"Then I’ll have to dagger them all just like he does, and have their bodies stashed into coffins for a very long time."

The table was as quiet as a graveyard as he soon began to take pictures of the texts, and when he was done, he typed in the number into his phone, saved it and passed the phone back to me. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

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