Mending her broken heart

Mason Garcia

He is 28 years old. Though Mason always maintains a cold and unreadable expression on his face he has a soft spot for Addilyn. He loves her to death and is so overprotective of her. He has light brown hair with deep green eyes. CEO of Garcia company and is the American mafia leader.

James Garcia

He is 25 years old. James is officially the mama bear of the family. He is very protective of Addilyn and loves his siblings very much. When his brothers needed the mother figure, he filled that without hesitating. He has light brown hair with deep ocean blue eyes.

Christopher Garcia

He is 23 years old. Christopher is the health freak of the family and drinks the green poison everyday in the morning. Though he is a very calm and peaceful person when something happens to his siblings he is the devil. He is overprotective of Addilyn. The peacemaker of the family. He has light brown hair with deep ocean blue eyes.

Sebastian Garcia

He is 21 years old. He is a hot-headed person and acts like he hates Addilyn even though he has a soft spot for her. She may be the only person he cares very much about. He is very overprotective of her and loves her to death. He has light brown hair with deep forest green eyes.

Noah Garcia

Noah is 19 years old and the twin of Liam. He loves to play the guitar. He is very overprotective of Addilyn. He and his twin is the prankster of the family. He is outgoing. He loves to prank on his siblings. The joyful person in their family. He has light brown hair with freckles on his nose and deep blue eyes.

Liam Garcia

He is a 19-year-old and also the twin of Noah. They are paternal twins. He is a silent type of guy and likes to brood more on a topic. He is very observant of things. He is also a prankster of the family. Loves Addilyn to death and is overprotective of her. He has light brown hair with freckles on his nose and deep blue eyes.

Olivia Garcia

She is 18 years old. She behaves like a bitch to others due to her misunderstanding past. She loves attention and is very jealous of Addilyn. But she gradually changes. When she does change she behaves like the actual sister. She has deep blue eyes with blonde hair even though her original hair colour is light brown. She owns a coffee shop.

Ethan Garcia

Ethan is the twin of Addilyn. He has one green eye and a blue eye. He loves his twin to death and is very overprotective of her. He likes to be fun and outgoing. He studies law as time passes by. He has dark brown hair where he inherited from their mother.

Addilyn Ruby Garcia or Ruby Addilyn Smith-Garcia.

She is the twin of Ethan. She is 16 years and also has one blue eye and a green eye. She is a self-made multibillionaire. She wears a very cold emotionless facade but she is a very broken girl. Her past is as terrifying as the worst storm. But still, with the last bit of hope, she waits for a rainbow. She has very dark brown hair where she also inherited from her mother. The joy and light of their family. And same as the candle she gives away all the light.

I never expected this. When someone would have said this two months ago I would have laughed at their face would have called them mental.

I never trusted in love nor was there any faith in God. I just believed in karma. One's actions. I always trusted that my actions would always give me reactions. Whether it be good or bad, my choices and decisions I took will always have consequences. And I knew I had to bear them.

Because that is how life works. All those forms and layers of decisions and things we did decides us the path of living.

But then now I want to question what this is. Did I ever expect this? The answer is absolutely no. The persons I trusted the most, the people I would die for, the men I thought to give eternal love. The choice and decision that I took to love them.

Love. A magical feeling in some people's lives. But in my life, it is always the dooming disaster that takes away everything I have. And that is what is happening once again. And I have no more trust to give anymore. I already gave them three chances.

No fourth chance.

After everything, I did to them. Still.

Heartbroken.

That is how I felt. But no more sadness. As they scream at my face not even choosing to listen to me once nor did they give me a chance to explain myself. And they said that they trust and love.

Actions always prove itself more than the word.

I felt the pain, hurt, betrayal, anger, and frustration in my life. But they showed me peace, calm, love, faith, relief, and devotion towards me. Maybe that's its very hard to trust someone. Because if a person who you didn't trust did something to you, you may be angered. But if the same person is a person who you trust with your life, you feel betrayed. And the pain of betrayal is the worst pain any person could have.

They let me out of their home. And I would never go back there again. This is a choice I took to myself. And I just want the consequences to be more sweeter.

But who am I kidding.

As soon as I entered the airport, I could see people silently observing everything. People who are given money to either kill me or kidnap me. And I don't want any of those things to happen right. My life is already in a meaningless spiral and I don't want anything more to happen.

So, I did what I am good at. I acted. I acted as if I am oblivious to what is happening around me. I silently made my way to the check-in. They are still following me. From here I couldn't see the tattoos of which mafia it is from. But my only guess is the italian mafia. The mafia which is my sworn enemy. Well, not the mafia the leader is.

As I silently observed everything, acting like I was on my phone, I could see that there are almost fifteen men here. All similarly built with a fire tattoo on their arms. A symbol of their own mafia. My guess is correct, it is the italian mafia.

Fifteen men over one girl. Well, Charlie, my dog could do a little bit of biting, I guess. But that is not enough. There are fifteen men only inside and also thirty people swarming the entrance. This is not good.

If Charlie alone took ten men also, I couldn't fight off thirty-five person's at the same time. It is a lost battle. So, it is better if they start the fight. I would have an advantage over it. There are police here. Who could do nothing against the mafia. Because as I know, the Italian mafia does human trafficking and drugs and guns at a rate. This is not at all normal and police know that. But they didn't want to indulge in it. So asking the police for help is a lost battle.

Some more strategies have to be built. It has been thirty minutes and still, they didn't do anything. My thoughts were cut off as the next flight, which is mine too, has been announced. This is it.

I silently made my way to the lady who is checking the tickets. Last security. And as I was giving the ticket, Charlie beside me, I felt a hard blow to my head.

It was so hard that I stumbled to the ground. I could feel the trickle of blood as it carcasses my face in a neat way. Charlie started barking so loudly and got the attention of almost the whole airport. He attacked the person who did this without hesitating as he took a price of his skin. And the only proof was his painful, guttural screams as it filled this room with agony. I smirked.

I got up with difficulty and there was no time as the attacks happened. There is absolutely no time for anyone to absorb what is happening. On the other hand, I could see Charlie doing the same. Biting and tearing away the pieces of skin of anyone who dared to come my way.

I kicked in the shins, broke noses, even punched on eyes if needed. These fifteen were almost finished when others swarmed in. I got four scratches on my arms and a punch to my ribs. I think one of my ribs is broken. The pain is worse. I still managed to fight. People here were just seeing but not even thinking of helping. Maybe that's why humanity is doing.

But truth be said, I didn't expect any help from any of them here.

As two person's came in front of me, I kicked one of them where the sun doesn't shine, while holding his neck hard. But I released him when he turned blue. But as I thought for a minute that I won, a bullet crashed straight into my heart. And I was thrown back at the sudden impact. I crashed into the wall as the pain increased tremendously.

Black spots filled my eyes and the last thing I saw was Charlie killing the person who shot me and the last thing I heard was barking of Charlie as if screaming to make me stay awake.

Charlie being Charlie. I smiled

Author's note

I know it was different. But it's the same story. I am editing the book. Please do read once more.

Thank you so much for your support guys.

Love,

Sapphire.

Children are playing around. Like butterflies in a, garden. They are innocent. I hope they wouldn't see the cruelty of the world. The cruelty that many others are bearing on their shoulders.

The orphanage 'mother' came and told them to go inside as the sun was setting down. She is more of a mother to me than my own mother. Her name is Melanie. She always cares about the children as if she is their own mother. And I personally think she is. Love has no bounds. And just like that, she loved everyone with her heart and it has no bounds.

Melanie came from a very rich family and she married a person because her parents told her to. An arranged marriage. Her family is cruel. After one year of her marriage, when she was pregnant she got into an accident. An accident that took away her child. Took away the chance to bear another child again. After hearing this, her husband divorced her. And her parents left her. She didn't give up there though. She completed her education and earned some job. It quickly becomes a success and she earned a lot of money. Though she has money, a better job, she decided to give up all that to build this orphanage. With that money, she built this orphanage and gave home to hundreds of orphans who are like me. She showed her inner mother, showering all the kids with love.

I wouldn't say that but I wish someone would care about me. Care. I laughed at that word. It is a very meaningful and powerful word. People use it carelessly and just toss that word to all as if they really care. Caring is an illusion because in my opinion, no one cares about others and if they do care they end up heartbroken.

Again, the world is cruel.

I saw that Melanie was again coming out. Sending the children in when they didn't listen she showed her the chocolate ice cream she made, slowly coaxing them in. After they all went, I saw that she is making her way to the room I was currently living in.

Melanie came to my room and knocked on the door. Even though it is an orphanage they gave me a luxurious guest room. Probably it is George's doing. But I don't care about all these luxuries. They didn't bring me the peace nor did they bring me the happiness I desperately needed in my life. It is just a way of living.

George is my foster father and he is one of the people I trust very much. My thoughts were interrupted by the continuous knocking. So j sighed and got up to open the door. As I opened the door, I put my emotionless face back. The facade that I was tired of keeping anymore. But in the world, we are living it is the only thing that keeps us going. Even though I admire and love her I wouldn't let my guard down. She came with a plate of food.

"Ruby, you have to eat. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning. You will get ill again." She said as she patted on my head.

I probably forgot to eat food. I couldn't feel anything. I feel.........numb. Almost like a living corpse. Just functioning mechanically. Dead in the heart.

"I will eat." I said in my usual cold and distant voice. I don't recognize my voice. She went back again as I stared at the food. I decided to eat.

After eating I sat back again and continued doing my work. I own three companies. I, myself, have built those and they are my babies. I am proud of it.

One of my companies is Ruby. It is a fashion designing company. The other one is sapphire. This one was a car designing company. The last one is smith. It is about hotels and casinos that are there all around the world. These companies matter a lot to me. No one helped me build those. I, myself earned the money doing everything I could get and started these.

It was almost five in the morning when my work finished. There is no trace of sleep in my body. I know I have to sleep. But I fear those nightmarish memories that keep on haunting me. I felt physically numb in my legs so I decided to go to the gym for a few more minutes. Spending an hour in the gym, over-exerting myself to the point I felt fainting, I stopped. I went back to my room.

I showered and did my daily routine like a robot. As I was about to go outside, Melanie came. She smiled warmly at me. I didn't return it but I could feel my eyes warm up a bit involuntarily.

She asked me to go to her office. As soon as she asked me to take a seat.

"I know this will be difficult for you but you have to at least try. Listen to me first before you take any decisions- "before she

could say anything. I cut her off and instead asked "Are they taking me in or not?"

She looked shocked. "How?...." she trailed off.

"It is very obvious. You were never nervous around me and you were nervous now and I wouldn't get angry at anything except going back there" I said as if it was very obvious.

But the truth was, this everything is all my plan. My plan that I planned for two months. This is something very important to me. I already have other ways to get in but it is important.

She stared at me for a few seconds and said "yes".

No....

My plan is something I worked very hard to build on. But I didn't expect them to be accepting me to their house. What should we expect from some people who left their little sister when she was in a very deep need. When I was in deep need that I forgot that I was a human at that time. They were not there even though they already know that I was in an orphanage.

How could I even trust them? Let alone believe that they could care. And my reaction was obvious.

Okay...... were they shitting me right now.

Authors note

Thank you so much, for reading again and waiting for the next update guys. You don't know how much it means to me. Love you so much.

Love,

Sapphire.

Children are playing around. Like butterflies in a, garden. They are innocent. I hope they wouldn't see the cruelty of the world. The cruelty that many others are bearing on their shoulders.

The orphanage 'mother' came and told them to go inside as the sun was setting down. She is more of a mother to me than my own mother. Her name is Melanie. She always cares about the children as if she is their own mother. And I personally think she is. Love has no bounds. And just like that, she loved everyone with her heart and it has no bounds.

Melanie came from a very rich family and she married a person because her parents told her to. An arranged marriage. Her family is cruel. After one year of her marriage, when she was pregnant she got into an accident. An accident that took away her child. Took away the chance to bear another child again. After hearing this, her husband divorced her. And her parents left her. She didn't give up there though. She completed her education and earned some job. It quickly becomes a success and she earned a lot of money. Though she has money, a better job, she decided to give up all that to build this orphanage. With that money, she built this orphanage and gave home to hundreds of orphans who are like me. She showed her inner mother, showering all the kids with love.

I wouldn't say that but I wish someone would care about me. Care. I laughed at that word. It is a very meaningful and powerful word. People use it carelessly and just toss that word to all as if they really care. Caring is an illusion because in my opinion, no one cares about others and if they do care they end up heartbroken.

Again, the world is cruel.

I saw that Melanie was again coming out. Sending the children in when they didn't listen she showed her the chocolate ice cream she made, slowly coaxing them in. After they all went, I saw that she is making her way to the room I was currently living in.

Melanie came to my room and knocked on the door. Even though it is an orphanage they gave me a luxurious guest room. Probably it is George's doing. But I don't care about all these luxuries. They didn't bring me the peace nor did they bring me the happiness I desperately needed in my life. It is just a way of living.

George is my foster father and he is one of the people I trust very much. My thoughts were interrupted by the continuous knocking. So j sighed and got up to open the door. As I opened the door, I put my emotionless face back. The facade that I was tired of keeping anymore. But in the world, we are living it is the only thing that keeps us going. Even though I admire and love her I wouldn't let my guard down. She came with a plate of food.

"Ruby, you have to eat. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning. You will get ill again." She said as she patted on my head.

I probably forgot to eat food. I couldn't feel anything. I feel.........numb. Almost like a living corpse. Just functioning mechanically. Dead in the heart.

"I will eat." I said in my usual cold and distant voice. I don't recognize my voice. She went back again as I stared at the food. I decided to eat.

After eating I sat back again and continued doing my work. I own three companies. I, myself, have built those and they are my babies. I am proud of it.

One of my companies is Ruby. It is a fashion designing company. The other one is sapphire. This one was a car designing company. The last one is smith. It is about hotels and casinos that are there all around the world. These companies matter a lot to me. No one helped me build those. I, myself earned the money doing everything I could get and started these.

It was almost five in the morning when my work finished. There is no trace of sleep in my body. I know I have to sleep. But I fear those nightmarish memories that keep on haunting me. I felt physically numb in my legs so I decided to go to the gym for a few more minutes. Spending an hour in the gym, over-exerting myself to the point I felt fainting, I stopped. I went back to my room.

I showered and did my daily routine like a robot. As I was about to go outside, Melanie came. She smiled warmly at me. I didn't return it but I could feel my eyes warm up a bit involuntarily.

She asked me to go to her office. As soon as she asked me to take a seat.

"I know this will be difficult for you but you have to at least try. Listen to me first before you take any decisions- "before she

could say anything. I cut her off and instead asked "Are they taking me in or not?"

She looked shocked. "How?...." she trailed off.

"It is very obvious. You were never nervous around me and you were nervous now and I wouldn't get angry at anything except going back there" I said as if it was very obvious.

But the truth was, this everything is all my plan. My plan that I planned for two months. This is something very important to me. I already have other ways to get in but it is important.

She stared at me for a few seconds and said "yes".

No....

My plan is something I worked very hard to build on. But I didn't expect them to be accepting me to their house. What should we expect from some people who left their little sister when she was in a very deep need. When I was in deep need that I forgot that I was a human at that time. They were not there even though they already know that I was in an orphanage.

How could I even trust them? Let alone believe that they could care. And my reaction was obvious.

Okay...... were they shitting me right now.