England

Iori checked her phone one more time before finally putting it down on her desk and leaving the room in frustration. It had been a week since she left school and since then she had been practically confined to the main house since then.

Her father filled half of her time with private tutors and the other half with all the dutied he had been grooming her to take over for a while now. She would have been fine with this before if she hadn’t spent that short while in school.

But now it was different. Iori was still hopefully waiting for him to call her, still looking at her phone every freaking minute expecting to see a text, a call or even a voice message.

But, nothing came…

“What’s with that long face?” A female voice said as Iori was walking down the corridor with deadly intent toward whoever was unfortunate enough to talk to her in this mood.

She glared at her aunt who was sitting in the garden smoking away at a pack of cigarettes probably hid