Three Fated Hearts by LNC novel Chapter 26

~Adela~

Everything is going to s**t, and I’m not happy. I can’t believe that b***h is here and walking around as if she belongs. The thought of Portia makes my blood boil.

I’ve been out running since the kitchen incident. I wanted to do other things, try to get the twins to change their minds, but I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t stand the fact that everything I had worked so hard for was slowly slipping through my fingers.

I walk into the house after running for hours. I walk past the living room, heading to the stairs. “Why has my baby been crying for hours?” I jump out of my skin at the voice. I turn and see dad sitting in his armchair with a drink in his hand.

“What do you mean?”

“I get home, and your sister is distraught, spending hours crying and whatnot. What happened?” I sigh internally, really not wanting to deal with this right now.

“I don’t know, daddy.” My dad stares at me, scrutinizing me.

“How don’t you know?” This time I sigh loudly. I recant the events from the kitchen this morning.

“I don’t know what happened after I left.” Dad takes a drink from the glass in his hand and leans his head back.

“I thought I told you that I’d handle things.” I scoff at this.

“You ordered Portia to reject them and she didn’t listen. How else were you planning to handle this? What was your backup plan when Portia defied you?” A growl is heard throughout the room.

“You watch who you’re talking to. I’m still your father and you will show me respect in my own home.” I sigh and close my eyes for a bit. I open them back up and look right at dad.

“I’m sorry daddy, but this makes me crazy. You say you will handle it, but you aren’t doing anything and we don’t have the luxury of waiting around for the perfect opportunity.”

“What do you suggest?”

“I think we should focus on breaking them apart. How to do that, I’m not sure.” Daddy nodded and threw back the rest of his drink. He places his glass on the coffee table and rises from his seat.

“I promise that we will do whatever it takes to fix this mess and get you two with the twins, where you belong.” I give daddy a stiff nod and head upstairs. I walk past Aida’s room and can hear sobbing mixed with sad music coming from that room. Of course, Aida is very emotional right now. She usually always is a bit emotional.