Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

0 The Unwanted Proposal (Helel Spade)

“What are you saying? Why would she leave on her own and not be found till now?” I asked, since it was not making

any sense. Ever since I heard she was missing, I haven’t been able to enjoy the happiness of having a baby girl in

my life.

I was so happy until I heard Beatrice had been missing since last night. It was crazy because I thought she was

outside with Akin, guarding the mansion, or else I would have suspected it way earlier.

“The energy says she left on her own. There is some video of her walking around,” Reign added. Explaining why

they were making such a huge claim. “That doesn’t explain anything,” Akin suddenly intervened, and our eyes

travelled to his face. His body language seemed weird. Did he know something?

“Akin! You have been looking for her everywhere. Did you find nothing at all?” I insisted on knowing because his

body language was beginning to bother me. He seemed like he knew something but was holding back.

“I—,” he paused, rubbing his face in his hands.

“Akin, whatever it is, tell us. It is important for us to know so that we can search for her with that information in our

mind,” Colt requested Akin say whatever he was holding in. At this point, it was pretty obvious that he was indeed

hiding something from us.

After taking a deep breath, he nodded to himself as he prepared himself for answering us.

“They found a letter that they are suggesting she wrote it,” he confessed. His words made me close my eyes and

let out a sigh of relief and worry at the same time.

If she wrote a letter, it means she is fine. But why will she write a letter and disappear?

“What is in the letter?” I asked, watching him slide his hand into his pocket and refusing to take it out. “It doesn’t

matter what is in the letter. We need to find her regardless,” his resistance caught the attention of everyone. So it

was indeed true. He was hiding something from us.

“Do you want her to be found? Then tell us,” I approached him, noticing how quickly he stepped away from me.

Whatever it was, it was bothering him.

“That letter is nothing. There is no way she wrote it,” his voice broke, his eyes shining with tears as he yelled.

“Okay! Calm down,” I said, raising my hands, gesturing for him to relax. “If you are saying it, then it must be just

that. Then maybe somebody else wrote that letter. We need to inspect it, Akin!” I wanted to read whatever was in

the letter. It appeared that Akin was in denial, and I was devastated.

After looking at us for a few seconds and registering that what I was saying was right, he nodded and [pulled out

the letter from his pocket.

I snatched it out of his hands and started reading it loudly. With every word that I read, my energy began to go

down. Everybody seemed upset, and with Akin staring at our faces to determine what we were thinking and that we

were hopefully not believing the letter, it was getting h*arder to show a genuine reaction.

Once I finished the letter, Reign hugged Colt while Monique excused herself to be with Gwen.

“So? Who do you think wrote it?” Akin asked, waiting for our response. “Akin!” I said, clearing my throat, “what did

the guard say about the blood sample?” I questioned, and he instantly shifted his body weight to one l*eg.

“Why? What does that have to do with anything happening at this moment? We are talking about the letter,” he

defensively argued with me, refusing to answer such a simple question.

“You need to be honest with us,” I was requesting of him because I cared about both of them. However, where he

didn’t want to believe the letter, I wanted to believe it.

What if Beatrice did feel something after we k*issed?

What if that made her think of the time we had been together? Would that mean she wants to give me a second

chance? But why couldn’t she leave for her lair and spend some time there? The fact that she wasn’t even there

was worrisome.

“The guard said she came and collected her blood because she didn’t want to be located,” Akin answered in a half-

absent state.

“They have a video of her coming and exiting the royal lockers,” Akin continued to speak, plopping down on the

couch and hiding his face in his hands.

Now we were even lost.

“Can we see the video?” Colt asked in a worrisome tone. Akin pulled his phone out and gave it to him. I slid closer,

and together we saw the video. Akin didn’t want to see it, so he remained in his chair. After the video ended, I let

out a deep sigh of stress, not understanding what to do.

“So? Is it really her?” He inquired in a soft, broken murmur. He sounded so concerned that we didn’t want to tell

him the truth, but we have to.

“It is her,” I said and walked away to look outside the window. It did not make any sense. She was not like that, but

then again–it was her in the video, walking into the royal lockers and leaving.

There was no one else with her, so she didn’t seem forced, either.

“Did something happen between the two of you?” I asked again, and this time, I began to wonder if something

bothered her about leaving.

Akin shook his head.

“There was nothing. It was all fine, but I guess my proposal was a no! Even if that were the case, she would have

stayed behind to have a word with me.

Why would she disappear just to have time? She could have left to be at her lair,” Akin argued as he decided to

make it clear that he wasn’t giving up anytime soon.

We are conflicted now. What he was saying was true, but then we had the proof in front of us.

“What if she didn’t want to return after hearing about Gwen giving birth?” It wasn’t any of us who said it. Shiloh had

walked into the mansion with Jay and claimed.