Chapter Two: He didn't even want her.

As the little girl squeezed tighter, Andrea stopped breathing. How could she even breathe when the child's small hand were squeezing the life out of her? Andrea hugged the girl back and patted her on the head.

" I've missed you so much sister Andrea! Are you finally going to stay with us or are you just visiting?" Her little sister asked inquisitively. " please tell me your staying, I have no one to play with. Adrian is no fun, he doesn't even play with me anymore." She pleaded and complained at the same time. Andrea glanced over at her brother, who stood there like a statue with an indifferent expression on his face, clearly not in the mood to bicker with his twin sister like he always did. He was so young but his poker face was already spot-on. Her gaze then return to the little girl in front of her.

" I missed you too, Alicia. And yes, I'm planning on staying." Andrea answered and Alicia almost did a backflip for joy. Well she would have, if only she knew how. Even though Alicia was the first twin to be born, Adrian was still about a head taller than her and as both Andrea and Alicia looked like their mother, Adrian seems to have taken from his father. This was why him and Alicia had very different physical features despite being twin.

"Alicia, you're getting as beautiful as mom by the day." She complimented after her little sister let go her to breathe.

Small but had a mighty grip!

Andrea's mother was indeed a very beautiful woman and her children were growing up to become just as beautiful or even more. Andrea, especially, had grown into an exceptionally stunning young woman, who could have men fight amongst themselves for a chance to speak to her. And it seemed like the older got, the more beautiful she becomes.

Looks like they might actually need a bag to cover her face.

She was just so attractive!

Although Andrea and Alicia look much alike, up close you could actually see some distinguishable features. For one Andrea had darker hair than Alicia. Both had brown hair but Alicia's was way lighter in colour than her sister's. Same thing goes for the colour of their eyes, Andrea's were a darker shade of brown while her sister's were a lighter shade, almost Ecru. But aside from that, the two practically looked the same. Both had flawless pale white skin, cherry red lips, prominent cheekbones and a dimple on their left cheek. Andrea had a nice slender figure with great curve, sexy legs and visibly big boobs. Perfect round ones. The entire day wouldn't be enough to describe how extremely attractive Andrea was. The three were still talking on the porch when they heard the voice of their father coming their way from inside.

" Adrian! Alicia! Why is the front door open so wide like the gates of hell? Who's that you're talking to?" Their father, Marco Scafoni, asked while he approached the door.

Marco came out of his bedroom when he heard the voices of his two children excitedly talking to someone outside and decided to go check it out. But while approaching the door, he couldn't see the person's face as it seems he or she was squatting down and the view was blocked by the bodies of his children. But he kept walking towards them and his eyes went wide with surprise when the person stood up in to full length.

" Dad!" Andrea happily exclaimed as she went to her father and gave him a big hug but he was too taken aback by the surprise of his daughter's unannounced presence that he didn't even remember to hug her back before pulling away.

" Andy! Cupcake, I thought we talked over the phone and we agreed you would get a job in Philadelphia and stay there. What are you now doing here?" He was so surprised, he didn't even realize his words came out slightly scolding. Andrea was also surprised by the tone of her father's words.

'Was he scolding me for coming? Did he not want me here? Wasn't he happy to see me?' She asked herself after seeing visible frown lines on his forehead. There wasn't the slightest smile on his face and he didn't even hug her back! He was clearly not pleased to have her here. She had rushed back home to see him, her own father, who didn't even want her back. 'Was he planning on keeping me in Philadelphia forever? Was that his plans for sending me there all along?' Those thoughts ran haphazardly in her mind like headless Chickens and as tears gathered in the corner of her eyes.His bemused expression confirmed her suspicion; her own father didn't want to see her. Even after so long, he didn't even way her. In his eyes she was still a nuisance; an unwanted item. She took two steps back and stared at her father for a few seconds before dropping her eyes to stare at the floor beneath her feet.