novelxo Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Mandy snapped back to reality, vigorously shaking her head. “No, my mom hasn't
been taking any other medications.” She thought she was going out of her mind.
If the doctors were at their wits end, where on earth did that brat get her hands
on a cure?
The doctor, hearing this, quipped with a chuckle, “Well, that’s quite the miracle,
isn't it?”
Mandy managed a weak smile, her mind already set on getting a full check-up
for Catherine once they got her back to Ashford.
By the time Mirabella reached Ashford, it was 10 p.m. She stepped off the plane,
and her phone immediately flooded with a barrage of texts and Messenger alerts.
Before she could even glance at them, her phone started to ring. It's an unknown
number.
Her finger hesitated for a moment before she pressed the answer button, and a
young, unfamiliar male voice came through. The caller was none other than
Emmitt, her blood brother.
Although Mirabella was a bit surprised that Emmitt would be at the airport, she
quickly remembered sending a message to her grandmother, Catherine, before
boarding. Without much inquiry, she replied casually. “I'll be out in five minutes.”
After hanging up, Mirabella slid her phone into her pocket nonchalantly and
followed the airport signs towards baggage claim. She breezed through the exit
with her luggage in tow. Her gaze scanned the crowd waiting at the arrivals hall.
Her eyes finally locked onto a tall, young man who was busy on the phone.
Adjusting the strap of her backpack, Mirabella made her way toward him, pulling
her suitcase behind her.
A few months back, when her biological parents had come to claim her, they had
shown her photos of her four brothers. With her strong memory and the Davis
family’s distinct genetics, she recognized him almost instantly.
Emmitt ended his call wondering if his never—before-met sister should have
appeared by now, and scrolled through his phone to find a picture of her he’d
saved on Messenger. Just as he lifted his head, ready to match the face to the
photo, he saw a young girl already standing in front of him.
She was dressed in a crisp white tracksuit, with a black backpack slung over her
left shoulder and a modestly sized suitcase in her right hand. Her face was bare
and radiant, her features strikingly beautiful, and at that moment, her clear, bright
eyes were fixed on him without a hint of shyness.
Emmitt paused, glanced down at the photo on his phone, and could vaguely
make out the resemblance in their features, but he still asked uncertainly. “Mira?”
Mirabella nodded, her response coming out in a drawn-out, “Yeah.”
Scratching his head, Emmitt's handsome face wore an expression of disbelief.
“You look... kinda different from your picture.”
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Mirabella’s eyebrows arched slightly.
Being quite tall, she easily caught a
: sia)
glimpse of the photo on Emmitt's
phone. The girl in the photo had
braids dangling over her chest, and
cheeks blushed to an exaggerated
bloom, complete with a cliché peace
sign pose — a quintessential country
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Mirabella felt a twitch at her temple,
remembering the old selfie she had
carelessly picked out from the phone
when Emmitt added her on
Messenger and asked for a photo.
No wonder Emmitt looked so taken
aback by the comparison. Clearing
her throat, Mirabella replied without
: “ ) :
batting an eye, “Guess I'm just not
EAN, :
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Emmitt's gaze fell once again upon
her overly pretty face, grimacing
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