𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞

CHAPTER 3: Going Back

"Only the broken will offer a piece of their soul to you, for they know, what it feels like being shattered into pieces." ~ Sulekha Pande

I was returning to my apartment from the library after telling Mr, and Mrs. Smith, and Mr. Hart that I will not be working there anymore because I didn't know how long I will be gone. I shouldn't make them wait. So I decided to resign.

These were small shops owned by common people who couldn't afford to wait for me to come back. So before they could say anything I left the place myself. Although Mr. and Mrs. Smith were looking sad yet they knew they couldn't do anything and surprisingly even Mr. Hart seemed to care but just like others didn't question anything. Also, all Jane sent me was a flight ticket and the address of the place where I had to be.

I was sent a ticket to Italy; Adriano's hometown, where the wedding will be held.

Adriano! How am I going to face him after all the things I have done? How am I going to face everyone? I am quite sure I will have to hear some very diverse curses in different languages. I can't say that I am looking forward to it.

"Well Nobody cares Alice, Nobody," I said to myself

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"The passengers are requested to buckle up. The flight will be landing soon" The pilot gave the instructions.

My heart was beating so loud that I was quite sure the person sitting beside me could clearly hear it. It wasn't because of the flight, it was because of me dreading what is going to happen now. I was told that a driver would be waiting to pick me up and take me to my destination more like my own personal hell where I would be reminded of everything I ever did and trust me there is nothing good about it.

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Finally came the moment I dreaded the most. I was outside this huge, enormous mansion, which clearly belonged to Adriano's family. It was almost like a king's palace surrounded by a garden with all sorts of flowers especially huge red roses and decorated with fountains. It was already nighttime, so everything was lighted up and it looked so surreal. So beautiful!

After so long, I have seen something so beautiful and mesmerizing. My life has been spent around dusty old apartments, streets, and places I don't want to remember. I didn't know I was standing in front of the mansion door for almost a minute until the guard cleared his throat.

"Are you Miss Alice Elizabeth Herman?" he inquired.

"Yes, that I am," I said with a smirk on my face.

He nodded and told the other two guards standing beside the huge gates to open them.

As the doors opened, so did my mouth.

The place was beautiful, with accents of gold, beige, dark brown, and white, it looked like heaven. The hall was huge; actually, everything in this house was huge. The chandelier, the couch, the television, everything was so well placed and looked amazing. At this point, I was practically gawking at the scene in front of me when I heard someone clear their throat taking my attention to them. Standing in front of me was Mrs. Angelo, Adriano's mum. When my gaze traveled, I saw Mr. Angelo sitting on the huge brown couch like a king. He had his midnight black hair gelled away from his face, with his grey eyes like the sky during a storm staring back at me. He had a few more white strands of hair and wrinkles on his face than the last time I saw him but otherwise, he looked the same, powerful person who'd make everyone bow in front of him with just one look. Beside him were my parents. My mom and dad!