Aurora's POV:
Feeling a bright light and heat waking me up, I open my eyes and take a moment for them to adjust. When they finally did, I see that I am not in the car anymore but in a beautiful decorated bedroom.
Staring ahead on the white colored ceiling that has multiple little lights attached, I take the aroma of vanilla in and remember everything that happened.
Sitting up from the cloud like bed, I take the room and design in.
The big bedroom has anthrazit colored. To my left and right are nightstands in black with golden accents, while in front of the bed a big TV on the wall attached is. Some natural pictures are hanging on the walls as well as a family picture on the right nightstand.
Looking around the room, I immediately see that there are 3 doors instead of just a single on. My curiosity gets the better out of me and I stand up from the bed and make my way to the first black door.
Upon opening it I am greeted by the sight of a dark, beautiful decorated bathroom with a walk-in shower big enough for 2-3 people. A small mirror hangs on the wall above the sink. The bathroom also has a window, means, if i take a shit I can open it.
Walking out of the door towards the second door right next to the bathroom, I let the gasp leave my mouth and take in de beautiful sight in front of me. A beautiful walk-in closet with white, blackish and golden accents. It looks purely majestic and I can't wait to fill it with my own clothes.
The thought of having all this for myself feels surreal, bizarre. My heart feels like it will burst out any minute if I am greeted with even more surprises, yet all my soul desires is to find my brothers, Miguel and Michael and enjoy the time with each of them.
Not even caring that I still wear the clothes from when I left the hospital, I make my way out of the third door to find a dark, elegant, long hallway with multiple doors on each side of the walls.
Probably my brothers rooms I thought. The mission to find my way through this, Penthouse I think, could turn out harder than I thought.
After a few minutes of walking around, I found a staircase and finally heard the voices of the familiar males. Walking them down carefully and slowly, I follow the voices to what I can gather as living room. No one seems to know my presence as I stand, leaning against the wall beside the light flicker.
I take notice that neither Michael nor Ricci are in the room with the rest.
Clearing my throat, I try to make my presence known which turns out successful as they all turn their heads towards me. Before anyone can say anything, a door opening can be heard and the light paw-steps of 1-2 dogs can be heard and I immediately know who it is.
Turning around I am greeted by my black and brown Dobermann dogs, Poison and Bee. As soon as they see me they take off running towards me. Jumping up, they try to reach my face with their long, soft dog-tounges.
I coo them while petting their heads as it clicks in my head that they missed me just as much as I missed them.
After a few seconds it's like my mind finally registers that we are not alone in the room and I turn away and look towards the men in the room.
Slowly and hesitated, I move to the free seat on the loveseat across of the enormous couch, the dogs at my side each step I take. When I'm seated they still stay at my side, just on the floor instead.
Now we are all just seated in an awkward silence, scared to say something wrong to each other.
Michael comes from the kitchen and hands me a glass of what looks like my favorite bourbon, I send him a thankful smile which he returns with a smile of his own.
Sipping on my drink I think about my first words towards my long-lost-now-found family. It goes on like that for a few more minutes, the anxious looks. Finally I had enough and looked at my brothers.
"So, I am your sister," then I looked at my father, "and your daughter, hm?"
My voice comes out small, scared that I just imagined them saying that.
"Yes, you are my daughter." My father was the one who answered.
I exhale a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"I-", I take a deep breath, "why?"
They looked shocked and confused by my question.
"What do you mean with 'why'?"came out Alessandro's own question, confusing clear in his voice.
I looked up with my broken concealed eyes and look deep into his.
"Why was I taken from you?" I ask coldly, just wanting to make sense of everything that happened and was already shortly explained.
Them all escape a small gasp and look at each other with hesitation.
"I don't think-"
"I have a right to know why I was living years of unhappiness and without knowing my real family and you are the only ones who know the answers to my questions. So please, tell me the truth. I'm so sick of secrets." My voice coming out tired, drained of energy.
And it wasn't a lie. I really am tired of being lied to and pushed away. My whole life consisted of these, I don't need them in my new start.
When I see that they still look very against telling me the reasons I send them a look that makes them think otherwise. Finally I see my father taking a deep breath.
"Before I start to tell you the answer to your question always remember that we, your brothers, your mother and I, loved you with everything in our hearts before you were even born."
When he received a small nod from me he continued.
"A few months after you and Alessandro were born your Mother and I went on a date after we got an earful of Lorenzo for not taking time to ourself anymore. We had a very beautiful date yet we couldn't help but miss our children. We were supposed to only come back the next day due to me booking a hotel room for the night. We had no fears at all that anything could harm you guys in any way because we had heavily security making sure no one comes in and out. We also had the babysitter in case it did became too much for Lorenzo. Your mother and I arrived at 4am the next morning and all we could hear upon opening the door was Alessandro's cries yet we didn't hear yours."
He pauses as tears are building in his eyes, mine as well when I heard the hurt in his voice.
My brothers are looking on edge as well and I immediately feel guilty for being too noisy but Lorenzo continues for our father.
"I still remember being awoken by his cries and I made my way to your nursery. When i flicked the light on I only saw Alessandro and you were nowhere in sight. That was when Mother and Dad came into the room after their date. They, understandable, freaked out and ran all over the place. While Mother held Alessandro close to her chest and sobbed, Father ran around looking for you everywhere. He screamed at the guards and security, not understanding how that could have happened. We had cameras in the nursery and hallways for safety reasons and after looking at them we found out who took you from us."
He took a deep breath and looked me in the eyes.
"It was Isabella, our babysitter and maid."