Valentina's POV

I was now standing in the morgue room along with a lady officer beside me.

In front of my eyes lay two dead bodies on a stretcher with white sheets covering them fully.

The two dead bodies belong to my parents--Jack & Elina.

Everything happened in fast motion. One moment I was sitting in front of my principal sir who informed me about my parents accident and the next moment I was escorted to see my parents for the last time by the lady officer beside me.

I came out from the thoughts of hearing the lady officer speaking.

"Valentina your parents face got burned pretty badly as the truck hit them and the car blast immediately." She said while looking down at some paper in her hands, probably my parents medical report.

The lady officer continued as I didn't speak but kept looking down at the dead bodies of my parents.

"I can show you their faces but I suggest you don't see them or you might end up getting traumatized." She continued, professionally but I caught slight sympathy in her voice.

I want to laugh at her words but I didn't cause it will make me sound crazy to her.

Oh shooky ! Only if she knew I was already traumatized and this little cannot even make me flinched.

"So.." She looked down at me and probably wanted to hear a reply from me so I granted her that.

"You are right I don't want to see but can I at least have a moment in silence please." I mumbled softly. The lady officer looked at me and slowly nodded her head before saying.

"Sure. You have 5 mins Valentina." I nodded and she walked out from the morgue room leaving me alone with the dead bodies of my parents and some other dead bodies as well who belong to who I don't have an idea of.

After I make sure that she really left me alone my hands automatically moved to the white sheet and removed them enough so I can see their faces.

The lady officer was pretty right. The faces were burnt entirely and I can't see anything other than the burned flesh of my father's face. I identified him because the ring that is still present in his middle finger.

I can identify the ring anywhere after all I have been marked by that ring's print numerous times after being punched by my father in the past.

I moved to the other side and raised my hand to remove the white sheet from my mother's face but halted and took my hand and stepped back.

I shook my head and thought.

'I am still scared even if she is dead.'

I sighed and covered the white sheet over my dad's burned face and stood a foot distance away from them.

My parents are dead.

Correction my abusive & psychopath parents are dead.

As those words sink into my head the tears rolled down on my cheeks.

Not from sadness but definitely from relief.

"I am finally free now." I whispered to myself as a slow smile gazed by chapped & dried lips.

Suddenly the door behind me opened and I stopped smiling but kept crying as I remembered I had to pretend that I was sad because my so-called parents had died.

"Your time is over Valentina. Let's go." The lady officer said as she looked sad seeing me crying silently but only if she knew I was crying because of relief and not actually mourning.

I nodded and turned my back as I followed her towards the door but ceased as I looked above my shoulder and glanced at my parents dead bodies.

'Rot in hell my dear parents.' I thought and walked out from the morgue room.

Time Skip

Right now I am sitting on one of the wooden benches present in the police station. I have been here for the last hour already after collecting all my stuff which I packed into a black leather bag which belongs to Jack. I used it as I have no bag of mine beside he is dead so what's wrong in using it.

I watched as the officers roamed here & there doing their work but I didn't miss their sympathetic looks towards me. But only if they knew that I ain't any upset contrary to that I am happy as I am finally free.

But again my wet tear striked face can confuse them of me being devastated after losing her parents.

Let them be in that sympathetic phase only.

I raised my head when I heard my name being called.

"Valentina Smith ?"

"Yes, that would be me miss." I said, lowly. My throat was thirsty. No humanity is left in human beings. No one here offered me any water even after seeing that I was crying for the last 30 mins silently.

Maybe because they thought I won't drink any water. Stupid people !

"Please come with me. The head officer needs to talk with you." The lady officer who escorted me earlier to my dead parents informed me. I nodded and fenced my leather bag and filled her.

We took 2 turns into the corridor before we reached the door and entered after getting permission. I saw a man wearing the police uniform sitting behind the desk.

He looked up once he noticed our presence. "You can leave and Valentina please take a seat." He said as he set some papers.

The lady officer nodded and gave him a salute she left and I took a seat in front of him.

I was waiting for this moment for the past one hour. I knew what was going to happen or what the man opposite to me is going to say to me.

"I am sorry for what happened to you Valentina." The head officer said he tried to sound sympathetic but failed miserably. I knew this was something not new to him. He was used to people dying from accidents like these.

"The driver of that truck is missing but don't worry we are still finding him and soon when we find him we will give him rightful punishment to him." He said, professionally.

I want to say to him that there is no need to find that driver or punish him. Besides if I met him I would thank him for ending my misery but again I can't do that so I just kept my silence and nodded my head while sobbing.

"Valentina as you are the only child of your parents. Are there any relatives of yours who want to become your guardian and take you under their shelter ?" The head officer asked, curiously but to his disappointment I shook my head and said.

"N-No I don't sir."

He nodded while running his hand through his dirty bold hair before saying.

"Well then you knew you were going to unfortunately put into orphanage Valentina." I nodded I wanted to scream in happiness after hearing those words but once again I didn't.

"Yes I-I knew sir." He hummed.

Even though the word orphanage doesn't sound good, it is far better than staying in that hell hole which I call a home.

Just three more years and I will be 18 and I can move out from the orphanage. I knew no childless couple wanted to adopt a 15 year old teenager. So I don't have to take tension about that. After I became an adult I can live my life freely yoho !

I tried to hide my smile as I ducked my head down and it looked like I was trying to hide my so-called tears from the man opposite to him who hummed in back almost sympathetically.

"I will admit you to an orphanage today itself Valentina." The officer said and I replied.

"T-Thank you for that sir."

"No problem. I am just doing my duty." He answered back with a small smile.

Suddenly a knock was heard and the man gave permission and the same lady officer entered inside with a file in her hand this time.

"Sir can I talk with you for a minute please. There is something you should know." She said while glancing in my direction.

The head officer nodded as they both walked out of the cabin leaving me alone. I folded my arms around my chest as I wondered what could be the matter ?

I am sure it is something related to me but what though ?

After 10 mins the door opened and the head officer walked inside this time his face held some relief.

He took his seat back and faced me and suddenly smiled making me more confused than I already am.

"I got good news for you Valentina." He said and I frowned.

What good news he got for me other than my parents being dead ?

My parents being dead is the best news I got today. Period !

"Wh-at do you mean sir ? What good news ?" I asked, confused.

"Even though you already informed me that you got no relatives that would like to become your guardian as a law procedure we turned some tests into the computer and got to know that there is someone who can become your legal guardian and provide you a stable life."

I blinked my eyes twice as I set all the words that the office just sprouted in my head.

There is someone who wants to become my legal guardian.

What the duck ? From where do these unknown men come now ?

I gulped. "Can I know who this person is sir ?"

"Sure Valentina." He said as he opened the file and went through it while I clenched my fist tightly. I wasn't expecting something like this.

Why now ? I want to be independent and not rely on someone. I will just be fine on my own even in a rusty orphanage.

I opened my mouth to say that I will be better off in an orphanage rather than being under a shelter with a stranger relative of mine.

But the officer beat me to it as he said.

"Your biological father wants to become your legal guardian Valentina."

'My what ?!' I thought with wide eyes and seeing my reaction the officer raised his unshaped eyebrows.

"I assume you didn't know about your biological father by judging your reaction Valentina." He said with squinted eyes.

"Y-You are right. I don't sir." I mumbled. "I am a Smith, sir." I confirmed.

My life has always been a cruel joke to me. But this ? Is something else only. I can't believe what I am hearing right now.

Valentina's POV End's

Third Person's POV

"I-I think y-you have some misunderstanding, sir." Valentina whispered while wiping her tears and looking up at the police officer.

"No I don't Miss. I have evidence that clearly shows that you aren't a Smith but a...𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢." The police officer replied, glancing at the papers in his hands.

"H-How can be this p-possible ?" Valentina mumbled under her breath with wide watery eyes.

"I have already informed your biological father and he is coming to get you." The police officer continued, professionally.

"M-My f-father ?" Valentina whispered, lowly as she can't believe her ears. Her father who she knew from childhood died along with her mother a few hours ago then who is this man who is coming to get her ? Her real father ? as the officer in front of her said so.

She is not a Smith.

She is a Moretti.

"Yes Valentina, your father Leonardo Moretti will be here the next morning till then you can rest in one of our spare rooms." The officer continued casually.

"What if I don't want to move in with him ? Can I do that ?" Valentina found herself asking a stupid question to the head officer who looked surprised a second before calmly replying to her.

"Valentina you are underage, a minor to be precise so the answer to your question is not what you want hm."

Valentina looked away as he bit her lips in anger and emotions which she didn't want to decipher right now.

She was angry, sad, confused and what not. Why didn't her mother ever talk about her biological father ? Why did she never reveal this important truth to her ? Wasn't she important to know this ?

The questions run in Valentina's mind like a river but she got no answer because the woman apparently her mother who had the answers was already dead.

The head officer looked over Valentina with sympathy. He was feeling sad seeing a 15 year old girl getting the biggest shock of her life.

The little girl's parents who she knew from childhood died and now suddenly she got to know that her father who raised her was not her biological father but someone else.

"Valentina I know you are confused right now but all I can say is be patient. You can ask your unanswered questions to your biological father once he reaches here okay ?"

Valentina stared at the officer, her tears were not flowing anymore. She felt entirely numb so she just nodded her head and the head officer granted her wish to leave his cabin.

Valentina's POV

I was escorted by one of the officers to the spare room where I was going to stay the night. I kept my leather bag down near the bed where I was going to sleep.

I criss-cross my legs after removing my old shoes and putting them to a side. I grabbed my hair in my hands as I pulled them. I closed my eyes and groaned.

Why is this happening to me ?

Why these sperm donor of mine wanted me now ?

Where the duck he was all these years ?

I asked all these questions to myself but got no answer for them making me groaned loud this time but not that loud to be heard by others.

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes as I gazed into a space.

Can't he just leave me alone ? Like how he left me all these 15 years of mine.

Is he going to make my already messed up life more miserable ?

I knew it's wrong to judge someone even before meeting them but I can't help okay !

My biological father has been away from me for 15 years so why is he come back into my messed up life ?

Duck ! I don't even know he existed on these planet earth.

The father who I knew from my childhood was a horrible man. I don't consider him as a father. No one can.

After what terrible things he had done to me he don't deserve to be call a father.

A father doesn't beat his daughter to death.

A father doesn't let his friends touch his own daughter inappropriately.

A father doesn't try to rape his own daughter.

Now I get why he treated me the way all these years because I wasn't his blood-related daughter.

I wasn't his daughter and he wasn't my father.

A drop of tear dropped on the back of hand and I realised I was crying. I wiped my tears, harshly. I shouldn't cry about whatever happened in the past I can't change now but I ain't letting my present or future getting ruined.

This time I will fight. I will fight for myself.

I will fight for my freedom !

I nodded to myself as I run wheels in my head and made up a brilliant plan.

And the brilliant plan is that---

"I will run away."

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