The Don's Maid [18+]

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Positivity Corner:

If it exist there is porn of it.

I felt frozen.

I felt this icy air, emitting from me, cooling me until freezing point.

After I heard Vincent was shot, I couldn't feel anything but numbness then came the freezing cold.

I remember staying in Ariana's room. She kept saying me Vincent will be fine. I stayed mum.

Thousands of images of him getting shot, kept flashing before my eyes.

I felt like shutting down everything, turn off every light and curl back into a ball and keep my agony and pain to myself.

"Are you awake, Auntie Rosaline?" Aless's little voice comes, snapping me off my imagination.

"Hmm."

"Are you not okay?" He places a small hand on my cheek. Compared to my temperature, his hand is warm.

I woke up sometime around the noon, had yogurt and a banana for breakfast/lunch and am now lying in Ariana's bed with little Audrey beside me.

"I'm fine, little guy." I sit up. He jumps into the bed, bouncing twice. "Mama said, you're sad."

"I'm not sad."

"Are you unhappy then?"

"Uh...no. Not unhappy. No."

"You're worried? About uncle Vinny?"

"You know what happened to your uncle?"

The little man shrugs like it's no big deal. "Last year, my dogo, Coco got shot." He says sadly.

"Oh." The biggest tragedy for a five year old. I suppose, "How is he now?"

"I dunno." He shrugs. "He's dead."

"Oh." I am taken aback by his bluntness. "I'm sorry?"

"Nah." He bounces on the bed again. "I shot him."

I frown.

"It was an accident." He justifies.

"I'm still sorry."

"Uncle Vince is strong." Aless flexes his little imaginary muscles.

"Yes." I smile and then silence.

Minutes after I see Aless leave through the door.

I sigh and lay back down.

Just after dinner last night I couldn't even imagine this happening.

It's so unreal.

It feels so empty. My inner self says.

Seconds later Aless peaks inside again. "And Auntie, Rosaline?"