We have arrived at the mansion a few hours ago, and God helps me to get back to my room, my body is over the couch in an awkward position.

While my older brothers went to Leo's office and the rest went to the kitchen to ravish their stomachs at midnight.

"Someone take me home~" I sang loudly and awfully.

"Home~ A place where I can go~" my voice scratching badly at the end.

Matteo came out of the kitchen and stared at me blankly. "To take this off my shoulder~" Pointing at my jacket, I grinned at the annoyed Matteo.

A few minutes later, The 'A' twins barged inside the living room and stood beside the emotionless Matteo, "Someone take me home~" I sing loudly that the boys had to cover their ears.

"Let's go~ someone take me home~"

"Stop singing Alle!" Matteo yelled.

"Then take me home~" I helplessly looked over his brothers.

"You are at home," Alex replied.

"My room is my home~" I replied in a singing tone.

"Then go."

I retorted him with a blank stare. "Someone take me home~"

Alessandro is getting frustrated because the very moment after I finished my line, he said something very rude, "Shut up and go to your room."

"Someone take me home~" Ignoring him, I rolled over my side and stuffed my face in the pillows.

My eyes were closing on their own, so instead of working hard, I covered my ears with my arm and shoulder, seeking warmness through it, and slept soundly.

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Like I said before, waking up is the hardest thing. Even the smallest sound makes my heart jumble inside my chest.

Turns out, I accidentally knocked the small showpiece on the ground.

Shocker, I'm still on the couch. None of my brothers were in my sight. I threw the blanket off of my body and on the couch and stood up.

Leaving the showpiece on the floor, I went into the garden.

By god, the sunrise is so beautiful.

Slipping my hand in my shorts pocket, it came across the keys.

While Antonio was packing my stuff I quickly slipped the keys into my pocket.

Being in no mood to walk back inside the mansion, I changed my direction to the back of it, I crossed the area where the broken pots were, and like always I felt that something is wrong with this place.

Shrugging, I entered the room and walked over to the wooden shelf.

Standing In front of it, I condemned that whether I should try opening it or not?

Ruffling my hair, I stifled a yawn. Inserting the key in the keyhole, I count to 3, putting my foot beside the door, and with all my power, I yanked the door open.

It made a loud noise but not loud enough to get out of the room.

A gush of dust surrounds me along with the broken wood pieces.

I Gently tucked the door to open it to its full extent.

Removing the webs with my fingers, I shook my hand aggressively to remove the web from it.

There were few clothes kept in the middle. Skimming my hand over the clothes, I pushed them aside to come across a small locker graved in the cupboard.

The locker was as small as a ring box.

Remembering, how there was a small key in the big one, I got it out of it and inserted the small one in the keyhole.

I twisted it inside the keyhole and opened it gently.

"Oh my god. Am I going to come across a treasure map?"

Shoving my hand inside that small locker my fingers came in contact with another key.

"What the fuck man? Am I going to play key lock, key lock?"

Getting the key out of the locker, I examined it. It was bigger than the previous one but smaller than the first one.

The golden color has started to fade away and it's pissing me off.

"Now what the hell, am I supposed to do with this key?"

Stuffing the key in my pocket, I put the clothes back in their place when one of the pink clothes fell.

I bend down to pick it up when my eyes landed on a brown thick book. Grabbing the book, I stuffed the pink cloth back in its place and shut the cupboard.

Sitting down on the burnt couch, I kept the book on my lap and dusted it off.

There was a silver lock at the edge of it, resulting in whatever in it to stay hidden.

Wait, what if that small key is for this book?

Taking the key out of my pocket, I slipped it inside its hole. Twisting it lightly inside it, I removed its head from above the pages.

Opening the book, I read the first page.

Written by Aurora Luigi.

Wait, wasn't aunt Ana also Luigi?

I'm confused. Were they sisters?

Before I could ponder over it more, furious yells were echoing in the air.

Shit, I again disappeared without telling any of the brothers.

Not knowing what to do, I put the book in the cupboard along with its key and quickly exit that place.

While moving past that broken pots area, I stumbled over one of the pieces.

Falling on the ground with a thud, I cursed my luck.

I stood up and stomped my foot on the raw land. And I think that was my biggest mistake.

Just as I stomped my foot on the raw land my legs went inside it, and I could feel my body going inside it.

My body met with the floor as my legs got twisted awkwardly. Sending shocks of pain throughout my body.

There was a big gash across my arm, my skin torn off brutally. Blood is leaking from it.

Hissing, I cursed my existence. The sky has gotten darker due to the black clouds. And I'm darn sure that it's going to rain.

Fuck my life.

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THIRD-PERSON POV.

As Allegra falls inside the deep hole, furious shouts echo in the mansion.

The family which was once sleeping peacefully, excluding the brothers were now wide awake.

The brothers have checked everywhere in the house for Allegra but couldn't find her anywhere.

"Leo, she is not in the house!" Matteo yelled desperately.

"Don't panic, Matteo. Someone go and check in the garden. She can't go anywhere." Leo said calmly.

Alexander and Alessandro ran outside in the garden and shouted her name twice in hopes of her popping out from somewhere.

On the other hand, Allegra stood up on her shaky legs trying to figure out where she is.

Putting her hands in front of her in the dark she tried to make out things beside her.

Carefully she stepped forward when her fingers came in contact with a switchboard.

"Wait, a switchboard? Since when do we have switchboards under the ground?"

Mumbling to herself, she sent a small prayer to whoever is up there that there should be electricity.

Switching the plug on, she got blinded by the blinding lights.

Adjusting her eyes to the light, she took in her surrounding.

She was in a dusty, small and old room which seems like it wasn't cleaned in ages.

She looked up from where she fell to get a clear view of the dark clouds that are going to pee soon.

Cursing herself for the hundredth time in just an hour or so, she looked in front of her where the giant bookshelf stood.

Adjacent to the bookshelf was a torn out purple couch with a lamp beside it.

A coffee table in front of it and a pink diary on it.

A rumble of thunder sounded in the air causing her to flinch. She took a seat on the couch and picked up the diary.

Her good angel told her not to invade anyone's privacy but the evil one outsmarted the former one by saying that they have nothing better to do.

Picking up the diary, she opened the first page which says; written by Rosa Dante.

Having no idea who she was, she turned to another page which had a big paragraph with a few words written in bold.

She flipped the pages to the end, to get to know that there were only 5 pages that were written in ink.

Moving back to the first page, she started reading.

March 5, 1997.

Convincing the devil in the darkest night was never helpful. Hoping, that maybe he would change his mind was never the option.

So, being blessed with an angel was the best thing that happened today.

The dark scars adorning my body are the proof of everything. The bright blessing with me is the proof of everything.

The blessing was for both, but one gathered everyone's happiness while the other everyone's sadness.

Keep mine safe, keep yours safe.

I'm sorry Roa.

It confused Allegra than she already was. She flinched when she felt water near her naked feet.

Walking closer to the bookshelf and away from the water, she placed her back to the shelf's front.

Turning around, she faced the bookshelf and read the titles of the random books, when she heard Alexander and Alessandro calling for her.

"In here." She tried to yell as loud as she can over the thunder.

"Alessandro!" A few minutes passed by but no one came.

The water has gone past her foot and till her ankle. She turned to look at the pink diary and condemned as to whether to take the book or not.

After a debate with her consciousness, she decided to keep the book with her.

Stuffing the pink book in her shirt, she again walked closer to the opening of the hole.

Big drops of water fell on the ground furiously. "Alexander!" She yelled when the thunder stopped for a second, hoping for one of the brothers to hear her voice.

After a moment, loud thuds were heard and two heads looked down from the opening.

"Alle? How did you get there?" Alexander asked her.

"I tripped over one of the pots and me being a dumbass didn't realize that it was raw land and stomped my foot over it. Now Come-on do something! the water level is rising." Her aquaphobia was surfacing after every passing second.

"You're so fucking stupid!" Alessandro yelled aggressively.

"You think I don't know that?" Her sarcastic reply was her way of diverting her mind from the rising water.

"Alessandro shut up! Go and call Leo. Bring a ladder or something." Alexander yelled at his brother, who scoffed loudly but still compelled.

"Alle, don't worry. Listen to me, bring that sofa near the opening. It'll be easy for you to climb." Nodding her head, she pushed the sofa closer to the opening and stood on it.

The water has risen to her knees sending an attack to her heart.

Cursing herself once again, for not yelling for help before when there was no thunder.

"Alle, you're turning pale!" He cursed his brother once again.

"Alessandro fast. She is turning pale!" He directed his attention to his sister who's eyes were fixated on the water, "Alle? Alle? Do you have an aquaphobia?"

She nodded at her brother without listening to him or taking his eyes off of the water. "Alle, look at me!" He said loudly in hopes that she would focus on him and not on the water.

"Y-yes?" A few snippets crossed her mind, causing her to lose her balance and slumped down on the couch.

"Alle? Shit!" Cursing, he stood up and looked over at his brothers who were running towards him.

"Where is Alle?" Antonio asked with bloodshot eyes.

"In there. Where the fuck were you guys? She has aquaphobia and it has started to take a toll on her."

The boys cursed and looked down at her sister. "Alle? Listen to me okay? Don't panic. Don't look down okay? Look at us. Alle?"

Their voices were falling on deaf ears. "She is going in panic mode," Marco muttered to his brothers as he watch his sister clutching her hair in a tight grip.

Just then, his eyes went on the pink thing near her neck. "Alle? What's that pink thing near your neck?"

Allegra's eyes went down to where Marco was pointing. She remembered that she kept the diary in the shirt.

Pulling out the diary, she looked at the boys, "I found it here."

"Keep reading it, Bambina," Leonardo said Despite knowing that it was causing trouble in the secret.

Taking deep breaths, she moved to the second page.

July 7, 1998.

Leaving the angel with her didn't keep me at peace but knowing that he will be okay there kept my heart at ease.

The truth would be out in no time. Hope till then she keeps my angel safe along with hers.

I'm sorry Roa.

Frowning, she moved on the next page.

November 15, 2002.

Neglecting the angel was expected, but this soon wasn't.

At least I'm glad, the rest aren't.

Whatever the pages were saying, was going over her head. Confusing her further.

The next page only had a few too fewer lines.

August 4, 2003.

One bond is breaking, one bond is strengthening.

I hope it remains like this even after the truth is out.

The rain has stopped pouring and the ladder the boys asked for was on its way.

January 6, 2008.

The darkness consumed us. Few were happy. But the majority was angry and devasted.

The killing was the best option, they said.

I can't save anymore, it's up to you.

Last goodbye.

I love you.

Just then 2 drops fell at the end of the 'u' of you.

Maybe she cried that day. Maybe her last tear. Allegra thought.

But one thing she couldn't understand was...

Why my birthday is mentioned here?

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