Chapter 021

Natalie's POV

It was the 26th of August. Oh,this day. It was the day my father died. I forced the tears back, holding tightly to the rail as I headed a great sigh, leaving all my burden and heartache on nature. I was too young to be facing these kinds of problems. If someone had told me all my problems would begin that very day I saw Iris with my boyfriend, I would have laughed and concluded they were joking.

I inhaled and exhaled, practicing the mediation technique I had started incorporating into my life. I had been gradually losing my mind, my life was in a mess, I had even started going into debts. Shit, no one ever told me life was this hard.

No one.

It was past ten already. I needed to visit the cemetery. I took a bus there and on my way, got flowers. Dad was lonely. But I was lonelier. He never knew he'd raise his kids to be rivals. I'm sure he had never thought to that extent but here we are.

Tears welled in my eyes.

***Flashback (16 years ago) ***

“Come here, Natalie!” Fat