Today was a good day. Edric had said he was home late, so that meant I had the day to myself. In the morning I accompanied Linda, Debra and Stella, in the afternoon I kept myself busy in the garden, and in the evening, I enjoyed reading a book in the library. That was the only place Edric was not fond of, so it was my escape place from him.
When I was finishing my last chapter before deciding to go to bed, I heard a noise coming from the foyer. I assumed it was Edric, but judging by the sound of it, it seemed he was not alone. Normally I would let it go, thinking it would be one of the men who came over here from time to time. Only this did not sound like males, but rather like females.
I closed my book and carefully made my way to the front door. The closer I got the clearer it got to me it was indeed females. I turned around the corne
I liked Evelyn. She smiled and joked all the time. She had taught me a lot of things about tv shows, tv channels, YouTube, Twitter, Instagram, and all other kinds of social media platforms, while we ate ourselves full of all kinds of snacks. Evelyn really had a sweet tooth. Only my body did not like the sweetness. Shortly after I had to throw up. Maybe I should take it easy with eating so many things at one time, the next time I am eating with Evelyn.When I came back, we finished watching a YouTube video which was a make-up tutorial. I really like those; they were very satisfying to watch. Quite shooting."Tomorrow we should go shopping. We will buy you a phone first. I can't believe how you lived without one. Oh, I can invite some of my friends as well, you will love them." Evelyn kept on babbling during dinner. I did not mind, I loved that she brought some positive energy into this house."I don't think it a good idea to take Ava shopping with you," Edr
Yesterday Evelyn left our house. I wanted her to stay longer. She brought a certain brightness with her that I longed for. A brightness that scared the devil away, my husband. He kept his hands to himself while his sister was here, and I enjoyed every minute of it. But Evelyn had really to go. She had not visited her parents yet after her arrival back here.So, with a heavy heart, I waved her goodbye.After she left, Edric left as well. I was again all alone in the house, with the exception of the three maids.I went to the bathroom where I had hidden something Evelyn gave me. A pregnancy test. She had said to give it a try if my nausea did not go away and my period made no appearance. Now, it was two days ago she had given it to me.Should I try it? No, just wait for your period. But what if I am really pregnant? Impossible, that could not be the case. I had watched one movie about women trying to get pregnant and it could take years. But there was still
"What's that?" Edric pointed at the pregnancy test. I did not want to show him, but I could not resist him either. Careful he took my hand in his and removed the object from my hand. He was quiet when he looked at it."What is it Edric?" Evelyn now asked. He showed her and she gasped. She took the test in her hands and looked at it multiple times, to make sure it was real. Soon both their parents stood around her, taking in the news as well.Miranda copied her daughter and gasped out as well, but it sounded more out of joy than from shock. "Well, this is wonderful news!""Mother!" Evelyn hissed."Another problem solved, well-done son." Marcus, the father of Edric, muttered. A slap on the back was given and both shared a small smile.How could people be happy about this? How could people even be happy?"I-I need to go... I need my brother." I muttered as I stumbled towards the front door. I did not make it far. Soon two hands were on my shoul
Mafia. I had asked Alex for a laptop and he gave me one, not knowing what I wanted to do with it. I had searched for the term. I was finally getting answers, so I thought. Multiple hits came up. I thanked Evelyn silently in my mind for teaching me how to effectively use the internet.Although I knew I still had not mastered it, I knew now better how to use certain sites, like Google.I looked at the hits. The first hits were mostly about a game called Mafia, but I knew that was not what Alex and Edric meant withmafia. They talked aboutThe Businessand that meant a kind of organization.So, I looked further.Then, I stumbled on some hits about definitions. I read them and what I read; I could not believe it. They said the termmafiareferred to a criminal organization that had its own culture, politics, and economy. This organization did business in different areas like gambling, drug trafficki
Two months went by and things were different. Again, I was locked up in the mansion, it was now not my father's but my husband's. Evelyn tried to convince both her father and Edric to let me out and have some fun, especially before the baby would come. But both the men said no.I was now their number one priority, I needed to be protected 24/7, which was horrible. There would be always a bodyguard nearby. Their cold demeanor, almost robot-like, was not very comforting when I was watching a movie or eating my dinner.There was always someone looking over my shoulder. Following me like a hawk. It was very unnerving.The best thing about this whole pregnancy was that Edric kept his hands off me. This baby meant a lot to him, his family, and apparently the mafia. So, no harm was to come to me or the baby.I did not have to worry if I would do or say something wrong.I finally felt like I could breathe again.Also, it helped that Evelyn
Trigger Warning for the following chapterI had just put on my clothes, making myself ready for a new day. Evelyn would be coming back today. She had visited her friend for a couple of days and came back to our house to keep me company again. She wanted to look at the room which could be possibly the nursery for the baby.When I left the bathroom and was ready to exit the bedroom, I heard people shouting downstairs. I quickened my steps and headed towards the noise, only I was held back by the sound of a gunshot.I tensed.Careful I stepped forward. This was a stupid idea, I thought. You should run away! A voice in my head shouted at me.Short after the shot, it became silent, like the silence before a storm. Then all hell broke loose. Multiple gunshots were fired, by the sound of it. More people started to yell at each other.Instinctively, I stepped back.I saw a figure appearing around the corner. I wanted to shout
"Don't." That was all I said when I felt someone pick up my body. "Please don't," I said in a whisper. Two arms held me up and I felt how we moved slowly and carefully out of the basement. I tried to resist, but the person who held me shushed me in a calming way. I wanted to tell them to let me be, to leave me behind. I did not want to be tortured by something or someone again.I could not go through a rough period anymore. I had lost too many loved ones in a short period of time, I had felt too much pain for three lifetimes already at the age of eighteen. I just wanted peace.Leave me alone.• • •I was embraced in softness. I tried to move; my body ached. I noticed I was laying down on a bed and a good one at that. I opened my eyes and was met with a luxurious bedroom. I laid in a California King's bed, which had the softest sheets laying on them I had ever felt. The interior room had the same color theme, light grey, gold, and whi
I stepped out of the shower. After three days I could walk more freely. The miscarriage and the bruises on my ribs made it difficult for me to walk. Even though I did not want to be pregnant at first, now I wanted it so badly. I still could not believe what happened a few days ago. My husband and his family were dead. I was no longer a married woman. I was no longer pregnant. It felt all surreal to me.Nicholas had left me alone during the past days after his first visit. I did not mind it. I needed to be alone to process everything. The only person with who I had contact was Debbie. She was nice but too talkative. The moment she stepped in the room until she left, she talked the whole time through.In the corner of my eye, I saw a glimpse of how I looked in the mirror. I looked horrible. The bruises were still very dark. I hated to see myself like this. I wended my head away from the mirror and started to dress. Today I felt like leaving the bedroom.When I was