My ears ached with the clock's relentless ticking, hating every passing minute. I took a deep breath and glanced nervously out the fogged glass windows that had been splattered with raindrops.
The day finally came. I thought I was already off the hook, seeing that I hadn't received any notice, asking for my presence since the wedding happened. How complacent of me.
"That person" was out of the country on official business until recently. It's possible he's already heard the news, but business, as usual, takes first priority. An event like a wedding ceremony doesn't reach that list. He's always been like that.
I haven't had a moment to myself since my heated discussions with Stephan Smith and Lacey Mitchell. And yet, his secretary called, insisting that I come to his office a
Lady C.L?"Who's that?" I couldn't help voicing out in confusion.That lady, who is she? And what was the point of bringing up a person who wasn't even part of the discussion? That's not like him at all.A voice, though, as perplexed as he was, chimed in."Lady C.L? Isn't that the famous singer from 20 years ago?" Mom questioned. The man in front of us looked at her and gave her a sly grin."As expected, you've heard of her…"“Without a doubt. I tried singing her songs from err–before…" Mom's initial reaction to that singer's name was to gush like someone completely enamor
Fuck. My head hurts.The back of my hand went to my throbbing head, and I gave it a little rub. It's been a long day, damn it.The instant I stepped into the elevator, I felt my energy drain away, as if I could finally relax now that I was back in familiar territory. My hand went to my stomach, which was still hurting just as much as my head.That wretched old man...that was a harsh beating!On the other hand, I couldn't help but think back to what had happened earlier, namely that man's revelation about Lia's mother.That's something she's never mentioned to me. We promised not to hide secrets from each other, and she has always kept her word. But there's
“Oh, brother! How’s my surprise? Quite lavish, ain’t it?" Frustrated, I brushed the stray hairs away from my face and sighed, "Goddamn it, Chaisel, seriously?" "What? I did what you asked for. I believe I even went beyond what you previously requested." The level of indifference in his voice was imminent, as if not realizing one very fact he already knew for years. "Haaa…" "C'mon. What's with the long sigh, brother? Freshen up! It's your honeymoon. Surely, you're not planning on wearing a frown throughout your vacation? How awkward would your wife feel…" "I wouldn't be complaining if you had prepared everything flawlessly!" I exclaimed in a whispe
"Hey, hun! I cooked us dinner. Let's eat–wait, you're packing already?" I asked as soon as I saw her packing her things in her favorite red suitcase. I couldn't help but smile at her buoyant spirit as she hummed to herself and rummaged through her closet for an outfit."Yup! There's absolutely no time to lose!" she screams as she carelessly stacks her expensive gowns on the suitcase. I shook my head and reached for it instead."Here. Let me do it." I grabbed the hangers from her and began to fold them up nicely. I rearranged the items she had previously stuffed inside to make room for more."Thanks!" She quickly ran off inside the closet.As I was folding her clothes, I realized that she had an unusually large
"What the? Are you just going to continue sleeping there? It's already morning! Get up!"A deafening roar echoed in my ears, jolting me to full consciousness."Ugh…Meredith…" I said sleepily, my voice leaking through the crisp white blankets. From the voice alone, I recognized who it was.My vision was cloudy but I squinted as a bright shaft of sunlight pierced my face, as if the windows at the room's four corners had been thrown open."What? You're blind, not deaf. I know you heard me, so get up slowpoke!" She let out a shriek, and then I felt something soft smash against the back of my skull. A loud clump near the door followed shortly after.
"Thank you. You're the first to greet me today..." I uttered with tears in my eyes. I couldn't hold it any longer. It was the first nice thing I've heard since waking up. And it's even worth it enduring the insults from earlier. Sammy's hands landed on my cheeks, wiping off the tears drenching my face. Every stroke he made it made me calm and emotional at the same time. "Normally, I would be the second. I'm sorry if it's only me today. If Madam Marion is still here, there'll be two of us celebrating right now." I bawled my eyes out, hearing the madam's name once again. Marion Meyer…the previous head housekeeper of this place. If Sammy stood like a father figure to me, Marion is…was..the one who stepped up as a mother in my life after mom passed away years ago. One of the few people…who truly cared for me. When she stood as the head, the staff couldn't dare bully me. Though, with the exception of Stephan and that man, the others were wary of her. Together with Sammy, they prote
"I…""Oh, what's this? A cake? What's the occasion?" A slight clutter on the direction of the table echoed, as if he took something above it. My hands were sweaty above my lap. No matter how I tried to squeeze them, it didn't ease my anxiety at all. I'm scared…this time he'll…"Didn't you hear me?!" He screamed violently, his angry tone almost reverberated on my eardrums, shocking my entire core. My breathing staggered, as if something was choking me."...i-it's my bi-birthday…" How thankful was I that I managed to lay out a response. Had I remained mum, he'd grow even more violent."Hah! Your birthday, huh? Do you still celebrate such a thing? Well, no one's interested!" A mocking laughter escapes from his nasty mouth, and the next thing I knew, the precious gift I received was already gone from where it was.Suddenly, something sticky hit my ankles."Sir!""Why did you do that?!" My eyes suddenly warmed, frantic by the realization that he threw my cake to the floor.That…that was
After a lengthy talk with Lacey, I temporarily bid her goodbye, after her parents’ voice interrupted us. She didn’t even want to hang up but had no choice as they were pestering her. We’ll see each other anyway. Like always, I kept myself busy by strolling at the park. Despite the unpleasant morning, the sunny weather was calming to the nerves. Going through my favorite shops and places, I didn’t even notice that the sun has already set, judging from the gradual noises building up around me. Noises coming from people on their way to the stations to get home and rest. Checking my phone, I still haven’t receive a single text from Sammy. Looks like he’s really busy. Realizing that he might be too busy to pick me up, I picked up the pace and decided to head back at the bus stop. I felt my legs getting heavy at the thought of going back to that awful place again. Hmm…should I get myself a place of my own? I doubt it…there’s no way that they’ll allow me though, much less give me