(Next day)
Ray's P. O. V I woke up the next day feeling groggy. Lying on the bed, I stayed awake for hours, still thinking about the picture I saw in my dad's study and why he doesn't want to talk about it. I eventually slept in the early hours of the morning, only to be woken up by my alarm.Stretching out, I proceeded to the bathroom and did my morning duties. Once I was done, I got out and cleaned myself out, wearing my clothes and other accessories. Putting on my wristwatch, I walked out of the room down to the kitchen
I stopped at the kitchen to take a bottle of water from the fridge. Unscrewing the cap, I drank from it, my gaze wandering. That's when something caught my eye in the trash can. It was the picture, but this time it was in the trash bin. Who put it there? Looking around me and seeing no one nearby, I picked it up and removed the picture from the frame, then dispos
Ray's P. O. V Dad asked me to come to work today to begin to learn various things about business management. So far so good. It's been good and right now am in a shareholders meeting getting to know the people who have shares in my dad's company and being familiar with them. The meeting soon ended and after our good days, they left the board room leaving me and Dad alone in it." So what do we get to do after this?" I asked him as I picked up the files. He glanced at me." You can go around, check other workers and see how they do their things," he replied." Okay.. thanks, dad," I said and left the boardroom. Dropping the files on the table in my office, I walked out and locked the door behind me. A few young ladies in the offices ogled at me as I made my way past them but I was less concerned about that. I walked around the office for a while, looking at people and things. And later, after a bit of impulse, went i
Ray's P. O. V After a long day at work, I finally got home tired snd exhausted. I went up straight to my room and take a warm long shower before changing into fresh clothes and going down for dinner. My parents were already there eating and having little discussions. I got in and, after serving my food, ate quietly. They soon turned to me. Mom was the first to speak up. "Ray... How was work today?" She asked. " Fine... Although it was a bit stressful" I answered. She gently squeezed my hand, smiling softly. " Don't worry, you'll get used to it." She said. I shrugged, picking my food. " I hope so...." I muttered. "Dad..." I called out after a while. " Yes?" " Is it true you weren't the original owner of the company?" I asked. He froze, looking at me quizzically. " And where did you get that from?" He muttered, his voice gruff. Mom was staring
Ray's P. O. V The next day went on in a blur with me still thinking about last night's incident. My dad had apologized early this morning for the incident that happened last night and I told him I had forgiven him. He's been trying to talk to me since then, but I was too occupied to listen." Ray... Ray!" I heard a voice call me, jolting me out of my reverie. I looked up at where the voice was coming from and it was my dad. He was staring at me quizzically. I pursed my lips, looking away. We were soon done with the staffs meeting and they all left, leaving me and Dad alone in the room. " And if I may ask... What is this thing that is making you too preoccupied?...." He said, placing his face on his chin. " I hope it's not about that picture. I already explained who they were to you." My dad continued. " No, it's not, it's not about that," I replied. "It
(Evening time) Vera's P. O. V Ever since Ray had shown me that picture of that family, my nightmares and flashbacks seem to have come back in full force. It's been really terrible and Ihave beenunable to go out at all to even work, locking myself up in the room the entire time. Things have gone up a notch now because the nightmaregetsaccompaniedbysomeone trying to kill me as well. If that isn't scary enough, I don't know what is. MadamDeborah gently knocked on the door of my room before walking in. I was staring out the window as usual, my face laden with teary marks.
Ray's P. O. V I stormed into the house furious than ever and burst into my dad's study, where he was busy with some files, and slammed my fists on his table. He looked stunned to see me in that mood. " Ray... What are you doing here? And why are you like this?" He asked, but I ignored all of that." Do you have anything to do with the death of the Morgans?" I asked instead. " And why would you ask such? What has gotten into you?"" Don't try to distract me, dad. You know perfectly well what I'm talking about! The Morgans... Are you behind their disappearance?"My dad shot up in annoyance, staring down at me." I will not have you walk up to me and accuse me of such! You know where they are buried. Why don't you ask them?"" I can't believe I have a liar as a dad. Why won't you just say the truth so we can end it all at once!?" " Somebody is already giving you win
Chapter 15 On our way home, the rain began falling. It was quite heavy and the roads soon turned to waterways, making it very slippery and stuff, so we had to drive very slowly. But it wasn't long before we met with a traffic jam, which used to be very common once the rains started pouring. But this one was different because it wasn't moving at all. I glanced at Vera and she just kept staring out the window. I sighed and focused ahead. Soon an ambulance passed by us and I got confused. What was happening? " There's been an accident," Vera announced. " What?""Over there... Some crowds forming. Must be fatal." She added, looking out. I did as well and sure enough, she was right. There was an accident and it was pretty gruesome. It's going to be almost impossible for anyone to survive this crash. And my guess was right. I don't think the man did because his body was already being placed i
(A few moments before:) Ray's P. O. V I woke up with a start. My eyes scanned the room and bed, and I noticed Vera wasn't in it. Still half asleep, I plopped out from the bed to check if she was in the bathroom. Not there. I yawned, stretching and rubbing my neck as well. I needed to find her... Need to know if she is safe. I walked out of the room into the hallway, glancing around for her. Eventually, I found her and she was at the hotel's balcony, staring out into the gloomy sky. With her hands wrapped around herself and the night's hair gently blowing her hair, she looked completely beautiful. I froze a bit and just stayed there, staring at her. Until I saw a red light flashing around. I revved back to life. That's strange, I wondered. What would a tiny red light be coming from? I didn't see any source. Vera was still completely oblivious to the things that were going on around her. Acting out o
Vera's P. O. V (Two weeks later) I worked mindlessly for a while, my thoughts going in no particular direction. Ever since my verbal beat down two weeks ago, Ray never came back. I wouldn't say I missed him, but he was the only one who persisted while others left, and that left its mark. I hardly ever went out and madam Deborah had to do all the shopping for fear that someone would creep up behind me and finally put that bullet in my head. I just wished I'd stop living my life in this constant fear. Ava Morgan. That was the name the old man in the company we visited had called me. Was that my real name? I would I know, I can't remember anything. But I couldn't stop thinking about it. What happened to her? Why did I look like her? I dried the last of my plates and rinsed my hands, cleaning it with a towel before leaving for the living room upstairs where an old computer was kept. A little rese