Chapter 183 Grief
Alessias POV
I gaze out the window admiring the skies and how the clouds looks like they are moving . All of a sudden my limbs feel like jelly . Sitting upright I sneak a peak at my Father and he is snoozing peacefully. His gaunt face looks even more tired when he is sleeping . I wonder when he had his last good night sleep probably sixteen years ago
A pang of sadness hits me , but I am comforted by the fact that he is out now. All the pleasures that he had not experienced in a while he will now. I plan to make sure of it. I raise my hands to my mouth as a yawn escapes me. Maybe just a little nap.
Leaning back , I shut my eyes and start to drift off slowly ....The pilot's voice wakes me up with a start. I glance at my father and he is still fast asleep . Across Lucy and Angelica are also sleeping foreheads pressed together I watch them for a moment .Their resemble never ceases to amaze me they could be twins!
Turning to the back I see Hugh seated in the last aisle forehead pressed to the window as usual.
Does he think he can see enemy lines from way up in the sky?
“Tut tut somebody is obsessed with guarding” I mutter to myself I will need to do something about that when we get home.
Turning around I glance at the front .Peeking through the tiny space I see Alex typing something on his laptop . I can hear Luca snoozing peacefully on the side.
Does Alex ever just rest ? Smiling I think it's time I interrupted his work session.
I poke his chair with my foot and he glances back
“You are awake?” be mumbles
I give him a wink “And you have refused to sleep , are you a vampire?”
He laughs lowly not wanting to wake anyone up “I find it difficult to sleep on planes, I will make sure to rest when we touch down in Sicily.”
Sicily
The word makes my chest tighten
I am sure the mafia lords are still on a rampage to locate La Rosa and if by any chance they find out we have it l?
Pandemonium will surely erupt with epic proportions.
Sighing I turn to Alex. “How are we going to keep this under wraps ?” I pause for a moment . “Until we read all the scripts and find the rightful owners ?”
He is quiet for a moment then he whispers “We will be living in La Visage until we have sorted through all the scripts .”
His hotel that most people dont know he owns…
“Magnifico!”
That's Alex for you always one step ahead
“It is a perfect idea.” I whisper back
I can sense his smile as he whispers in my mind and my mark warms up… “You know we don't actually have to talk right ?”
I chuckle "Do you know I had forgotten we had unlocked our mind linking abilities "
He has a way of making me feel all warm and mushy inside . Bond aside it's always been this way. It also has to do with how he carries the mantle of leadership so effortlessly. “Alex do -”
The announcement from the pilot cuts off my line of thoughts-
"Good Afternoon this is your pilot, the crew will be passing with lunch shortly. We are approaching Malta . One hour to landing "
His words wake everyone up as the cabin crew start wheeling lunch packages and handing it over to us. Lucy slowly detaches her forehead from Angelica rubbing the pink spot and I chuckle. I hear Luca stretching in front flexing his neck from side to side.
Hugh remains fixated on the window finally turning to my father. I find his eyes on me staring at me intently. It's obvious he has been awake for some time. I feel my hackles rise a bit. I feel a jolt in my chest how is he able to be so quiet ! Is that a trick he picked up in the dungeon?
As if he senses my discomfort he gives me a sad look “I apologise for staring.” he says gently "You and him were mind linking right!”
Sighing I relax my shoulders once more and give him a tight smile , he is just a curious parent its normal
“Yes ,we were talking” I admit
“Your mother and I ... “ He stares into space as if he has lost his train of thought. I place a hand on his arm bringing him back to the present.
“It's okay you do not have to talk about her yet , you deserve a chance to mourn her” I say gently feeling so sad for him I remember how long it took before I could even begin to mention my mother's name .Till date when she is mentioned my chest still tightens with pain and I have had months to deal with her loss..
Grieving a loved one is not a days work especially if you were bonded . He places his second hand on mine warming me from inside out
“Thank you Alessia,” he whispers
Its okay Dad I whisper softly . I feel a bit guiltu for being a bit defensive . Perhaps watching us made him miss her and thr bond they shared.
We remain like that for a few minutes until A cabin crew reaches our aisle and gives us our pack lunches .
I give her a tight smile "Thank you ." And accept it gratefully . I don't have an appetite but eating is better than allowing grief to devour our souls. At least we have each other , Alex and the entire crew that should count as something . He does the same as we both eat in silence ,Burdened by grief But Determined to defy the odds and fight for what is ours .