Chapter 19 - The Bored Rose

Instead of returning to her home, Emilia decided to go to her aunt. At that moment, her mood was bad after talking to that woman.

After Polly's statement, she was overcome with anger at how shameless this woman was. She so calmly declares that Victor is a relative of her family that she could not help but wonder why then her brother, instead of going to this so-called Shelby family, was in a shelter when he really needed a family.

- 'And you have the audacity to claim my brother!' - the girl thought to herself when she burst into the apartment without even knocking on the door.

In the 4 years since Victor left, little has changed in the apartment. All the furniture was in its place, even some of Victor's things, such as kitchen utensils, were still in their place.

Initially, the aunt decided to get rid of her, but after the words of her niece, she still forced herself not to touch Victor's things.

"Have you finally decided to visit your aunt?" Elizabeth asked, removing her reading glasses from her face.

At that moment, she was sitting at the kitchen table and, as usual, drinking tea and reading another new book. Currently, she was nothing like herself from the past. If earlier she had a cold personality who spoke only on business, now this woman has turned into an annoying person.

The burden of the war has affected even ordinary residents, including this woman. Her unstable condition had a strong effect on her, because of which this woman could be annoyed about anything, sometimes the words she uttered could be too vulgar.

- "Hello aunt, it's been a long time since we've seen each other" - sitting down in an armchair, Emilia took a newspaper on the countertop to read.

- "Strange.. Usually you don't come until I decide to call you.."- said the woman getting up to make herself a new tea. - "Has your boyfriend already played enough with you and that's why you decided to come back to me?"

"Auntie, don't start.." Emilia said in a cold tone.

- "Why is that? Since you turned 16 years old, you have disappeared like a trace. You stopped spending the night at home, stopped communicating with me, should I have other thoughts after that? I don't even know what else could have changed you, Amy.."- said the woman putting sugar in a cup. - "Not really.. Maybe it was at the age of 14 when you finally felt your legs."

- "Don't call me by that name.." - putting down the newspaper, Emilia looked a taunt and answered in an icy voice: "Only Victor has the right to do that."

At that moment, the young girl had a headache. Today she wanted a little support from her only relative. But how wrong she was, and instead of hearing words of comfort, she hears only a bunch of insults addressed to her.

- "Yes, yes.. The same boy who decided to escape while others are fighting at the front.. Tsk.. How does it even occur to you to even think about him?" the woman said with a chuckle in her voice.

- "I was hoping that you would change! But now I see that you haven't changed a bit in all this time!" shouted Emilia, getting up from her seat.

She could no longer restrain herself and decided to leave this woman far away, but continued to speak in a tougher voice: "When I said at the age of 14 that I could feel my legs, instead of joy on your face, I saw confusion. You were afraid! You were clearly not yourself when you saw that I could finally stand on my own feet!"

Putting on her shoes, Emilia turned to the woman who was leaning against the table, looking at her with a cup in her hands: "Now I am completely convinced of my opinion about you. From now on, I don't have the last name Johnson!"

- "Don't make me laugh, you can't have any other surname than the one your parents gave you." - the woman answered without paying attention to the girl.

"Then I'll take my brother's last name! From now on, my new surname is Romanova!." - slamming the door behind her, the girl quickly went downstairs.

Right now, Emilia only wanted to escape to a place where she needed to be by herself and as far away from others as possible. Therefore, without hesitation, she went to a country house.

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Not far from the wooden house there was a small clearing. At the same time, a young girl was running with all her might around this field, without slowing down her pace. On her seductive body there were clothes that did not correspond to this time, in a sports bra and leggings.

At this moment, Emilia was training according to the training program that she found in Victor's office. When she first tried to complete at least one of the above tasks, she could not do 1/10 of the necessary.

But some time later, after numerous attempts, Emilia, though, could not master the entire training program. But if you compare the fragile girl she was 4 years ago and her current one, the result was on the face. Considering what kind of figure she was able to acquire over the years, it's safe to say that the girl tried her best.

- 'Phew.. Damn it, brother.. How did you do it all when you were 14 ? Leaning her hands on her knees, Emilia could not help but breathe heavily from fatigue.

Having gathered a little, the girl, after looking at her watch at which the time is already 7 pm, she decided to return to the house to take a bath and go to bed, since this day was damn tiring for her.

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Lying on the big bed, Emilia was clearly in her brother's room right now. She was lying completely devoid of any fabric on her body, but since it was hidden under a thick blanket, it was impossible to see that pleasant sight.

At that moment, it was perfectly cleaned, which suggests that the girl clearly tried to put the room in order, as well as with other rooms in which there was a lot of dirt, as if not even caring about the mess that was happening there, but thanks to Emilia, the house began to look much cleaner again.

Wrapped in a blanket, the girl held a Koch P30L pistol equipped with a compensator in her hand. All this time she was looking at every detail on the gun without even thinking about the fact that this thing can take a person's life.

- 'Brother, I miss you.. When you come back.." - the girl muttered putting the weapon under the pillow and slowly fell asleep.