Mr. Brown followed her from behind and stood by her door, silently listening to her talking to herself while sniffing from time to time due to the cold. He stayed there and only make a sound when he could no longer hear any noise coming from inside...he opens the door and walk in, quietly taking a seat by the side of the bed, he stares at his little princess sleeping all peacefully and beautifully. A sad smile forms on his lips as he lowers his head and peeks at her on her forehead causing Amalia to moan in her sleep. He went back to his room and lay on the bed as Lizzy slept peacefully beside him. Sleep was a mile away from him as he motionlessly stared at the ceiling without blinking with his thought running wide. Light pops up on his phone screen that was placed by his bedside and starts buzzing jolting him from his trance. He pick up the phone and check on the caller but wasn't surprised to see the caller's name because he has been expecting a call from him, his assistant. The ca
Me. Brown asked both daughters to join him for a little talk, and they obediently took their seats by him waiting for what he had to say. All he wanted was to spend some memorable time with them and that's what he was going to do, he brings up light and cheerful discussions making the girls talk and laugh from time to time...seeing his beautiful daughters laughing their hearts out with a carefree mind, he was overjoyed and couldn't explain how it feels like...this Is a rare sight to see since he is ale always at home, he misses them a lot, and though they were all happy now, he felt bad for not always being there when they need him most, for not showing them the fatherly love he oath to but looking at them now, he wishes for this to happen all the time. The house was lively with the trios chatting up in the living room happily, the servants peeking at them while smiling because it was a rare sight to witness such a wonderful atmosphere in the Brown's mansion, it has always been ghos
After dinner, the father and daughter did their usual routine by going out to the field and watching the wonderful view. It was almost midnight when they decided to go back home and rest for the night...Amalia enjoyed every single time she spent with her dad, even though she knew this was her last day to see him before he travels, it was still hard for her to accept it...As they walk their way to the mansion, her heart was becoming heavier...no matter how much she tries to convince herself, she still can't let go. She has been watching her dad go on business trips so many times but this one feels different, everything just doesn't feel right...It was like this is the very last time she was ever going to spend time with her dad and she can't stop herself from feeling this way...She was lost in her thought that she didn't realize they were standing at the door of her room...the sadness in her heart was something she couldn't evade or hide, it was evident in her eyes and her dad was not
"Amalia?" Mrs. Williams called her by her name to get her full attention as she held onto her cheeks "Listen to me, you have to be strong, for your dad and me...you can't allow this feeling overcome you. you are Amalia Brown, my once confident and strong Miss, don't let your fears get the best of you...you are stronger than this, be you, who can never break down in public...you can't let your stepmother and Dellia see you like this, you have to be strong, your oath to be to survive in this cruel world" Mrs. Williams spoke in a firm tone, trying to bring her to the present and make her see the realities of life. This world doesn't need weak people rather, it needs strong people to survive in it. Weak people are like prey that are exposed to their predators which are the strong and domineering ones and will only end up losing their lives before they know it. She can't let Amalia be prey to those predators rather, she wants her to be the predator and not just any but the superior one.
Dellia places her legs on Amalias' thighs and ordered her to massage her feet. Amalia obediently did as she was told not saying a word. After a few presses on her legs,..." what are you doing? do you intend to break my legs so I won't be able to walk again or what?" Dellia screamed in annoyance..."I didn't do anything, I was simply massaging your leg just as you commanded.." Amalia was confused, she didn't understand what she did wrong *slap**slap* she didn't get to finish her words as slaps landed on her face on both sides, out of reflex, she held on to her cheeks with eyes widened in shock, still trying to process what just happened...the stinks were painful, no matter how much rights she gave Dellia, it doesn't mean she can disrespect her to such an extend. The urge to retaliate was at its peak but she still kept her cool not wanting her anger to cloud her thoughts because any action she takes will only get the situation worse and she will be the one sleeping outside for days
She couldn't believe her ears "has dad left me for good?"..."no!! it can't be"..." he can't...he can't leave me all alone here...I know he won't do that to me"...but...she stood there, unable to move as tears roll down her cheeks, her heart was tugging in her chest as if it was about to explode as her breath becomes Haggard. With so many emotions flowing through her right now, she could barely stand still as her vision becomes blurry from tears. She runs out of the mansion to the field with a heavy heart, the place she shared beautiful memories with him, the place her family sat, ate, and sing happily. She falls to the ground and screamed as loud as she could, her voice was filled with sorrow and pain, she could barely describe how she felt at that moment...Her entire world has crumbled, into dust and the wind has blown it away, not even a particle is left for her to hold on to it..." why?" she cried out, why do you have to leave me? why?..." why didn't you take me with you? why l
It was already midnight when Amalia left her dad's grave back home. The mansion was ghost-silent, she walks silently into the mansion while looking at it as if it was her first time entering it. It didn't feel like the place she's been living in all her life, it felt so different and empty. Not like there was no one living in it but the most precious things that were keeping her here and making it feel like home were no longer there. The emptiness of the house she once called home brought back the feeling of emptiness in her heart, tears rolls down her cheeks as she looks at every corner of the how as if trying to imprint the happiness she once felt. It doesn't feel like home, not anymore, she quietly climbs up the stairs to her room hoping it will be different, hoping it will end the emptiness she is feeling but to her dismay, it didn't. She touches every corner of her room that's within her reach to get the warmthness he once her but to no avail. Even the feel of her bed was differe
Amalia walk and walk till she saw a bus station, she didn't know where to go, all that is on her mind is to go far away from here, from this town and everything. There were people at the boss station when she arrived, she stood there by the side, waiting for the bus and after a long wait, the bus finally came where she happily entered even though she knew not where she was going. she took a seat by the window sight, showing the beautiful view of the city. If it was herself back then, she would have been amazed and mesmerized by the beauty in front of her but now it is different. Nothing would ever be beautiful in her eyes, she was about to shed tears when she felt something warm inside of her, touching it, she then remembered she kept her flower inside her to protect it should in case she was to be caught by her stepmother during her escape. She place her hands on her chest and held on to it tight while taking heavy breaths now and then to calm herself down. The bus was silent, she pl