Chapter 41

Chapter 41

“It was planned?” Lily asked with her eyes widened in surprise at the news she just heard from us. We are in my office and I was already spacing out. I couldn't focus my mind on work because of what the policemen said.

Freya’s death wasn't an accident. What happened to the two of us there was not an accident; it was all planned by someone we don't know.

“The police said it was planned. The brake of the car was destroyed when Freya and Faith used it. They investigated it, and it was not really broken. It seems like someone really just broke it intentionally,” Lucas explained. I don't know what I should feel. My sister died because of that and I don't know who killed her.

“Who will do such a thing?” Lily was also stunned. She was totally puzzled. Just like me, she has no idea who would plan such a cruel death.

“That only means that the person behind this wants the two of you dead, not just Freya.” Lucas now said.

“Freya has no enemies, you know that. I couldn't think of someone who would do this to her,” I washed my hands on my face.

“And you don't have any friends aside from us. You don't have any enemies, either. Now, who's the person behind this?” We are all clueless. None of us can answer that question yet.

“I asked the police to investigate it. I will find out who planned it and kill my sister whatever happens,” I crumpled my hand on the table.

“Damn. I can't believe this,” silence invaded my entire office while each of us was having a different thought about the accident I have been through.

“That car was new. My father bought it two months before the accident happened,” now, I am starting to remember some details before that happened. It cannot be broken because it is still new and my father's driver is taking care of it very well.

“What if it's your father's driver? He's the only one checking the car, right?” Lily now suspects him. But I don't think he will do such a thing.

“No, it's not him. He was sick and he didn't check the car when Freya and I used it.” That is enough to prove his innocence.

“Because of that accident, I lost my sister.” My voice shivered as I went back to what happened. Up until now, I can still remember how I saw Freya beside me, painted with blood while I couldn't even move my finger.

“T-They blamed me for what happened. My life got ruined and I had to bear with all the pain because they said it was my fault.” I felt my tears already playing in the corner of my eyes. All the pain that I've been carrying and keeping in my chest is me entirely.

Lucas quickly held my hands on my desk. “We are with you, Faith. We will help you find out the person behind this.”

“By the way, it's your Mom's birthday, right?”

I breathed heavily as I nodded. That's another thing on my plate. Today is my Mom's birthday and I don't know if I should still come. Elijah was right. My own mother who disowned me wouldn't want to see me there.

“Do you think you should tell them about the news?” Lucas asked. I wasn't able to answer him immediately as I still don't know if I should do that or not.

“I don't know,” I replied. “But I don't think I should let them know. I mean, I still don't have any evidence and the culprit is still out there.” I want them to know about it when I already find out who did that. As of now, everything is still unconfirmed. The culprit is still roaming around.

“I will go there even if my Mom despises me.”

“Faith? Why would you even do that?” Her eyes rolled at me because of the stress that I am giving her.

“Because she is still my mother, Lily.”

“A mother who disowned you and hates to see you happy. Is that still a mother?” I glanced at her directly, telling her with my eyes that I don't want to talk about it anymore.

“If you don't need anything here, I would be glad if you would leave. I still have to prepare for her birthday,” both of their eyes at me weren't convinced anymore. But they also know that they wouldn't be able to do something. They cannot just stop me.

“I'm losing my mind to you,” Lily mumbled before she grabbed her bag and was the first one who banished my office.

“I'll talk to the detective I know to investigate Freya's death,” Lucas mentioned. I really can't believe that he's calmer these past few days.

“Thanks, Lucas.” I replied.

I set aside that matter as I have to work before I go to my parents' house where I used to live. There was a light of excitement in my chest, wanting to see her at least, and go back to that house just for once.

“Is this enough?” My secretary asked when she brought the cake I told her to buy for my Mom's birthday. I smiled with satisfaction when I saw how beautiful it is.

“Yeah, of course. She'll like it,” would she? Would she like this knowing that she wouldn't like the idea of me coming to her birthday?

“Is it a party?” She asked while I was still captivated by the two layers of cake.

I quickly shook my head. “Nope. She hates parties,” I smiled brightly when I remember how she used to complain every time there was a party that we needed to attend.

She might look like used to, but she never likes parties. I overheard Elijah last night, talking with my mother or probably my father over the phone. He mentioned that it would be just a simple dinner, just like what mother preferred.

“Can you finish this? I have to go now,” I checked the time on my phone and it's already 6 pm. If I go there now, I'll arrive before 7 pm.

“Yeah. But why do you always drink milk these past few weeks?” Her brows crossed when she saw the empty bottle of small milk on my desk.

I paused for a moment, thinking of a reason to tell her.

“For my health,” I quickly replied. She nodded slowly, but not that convinced. It's a good thing that I don't look pregnant yet.

After that, I immediately headed to the house of my parents with the cake, as my small present to my mother. I should have designed a beautiful dress for her, only if I decided quickly to see her for her special day.

“Are you sure you can go here?” I was not expecting my driver to ask me that, but that is probably because he saw me crying when I went here before and watched my parents from afar.

I drew a small smile on my lips before I nodded.

“I should at least try,” I said, before I came out of the car and he did the same thing to carry the cake.

My eyes shifted to the car of Elijah parked inside. There are no other cars there aside from my parents' cars in the garage. It means that they only invited my husband, which stabs me on the chest. They didn't even invite me when I was still their daughter. It reminds me even more of their anger and hatred towards me.

“Are we going in or not?” My driver asked. I was glued there, examining each corner of our house again. I couldn't move a foot as I became nervous. I crumpled my hand and blew out a heavy breath before I decided to go inside.

“Faith,” our old maid’s eyes widened when she saw me there.

“Where are they?” I asked immediately.

“I-In the kitchen,” she replied.

“Thanks. Let's catch up later,” I even winked at her.

“Wait. Are you sure you can go here?” She was obviously dubious of my presence here as if it was a bad idea to go here.

“Don't worry about me,” I said, when I was already worried as well.

“Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!”

I found them singing happy birthday to my Mom in the dining area. There were my father and Elijah, both wearing their brightest smiles at my mother. They all looked happy, especially my Mom. She looks content with their presence and I felt like I wasn't needed there. I felt like I didn't belong there. It breaks me into a million pieces. But would it be a sin if I only want to be here on her birthday beyond everything that happened?

“Happy birthday, Mom.”

All of them froze as their eyes went in my direction. In one snap, their smiles faded, as if I was an eraser.

“I…I bought you a cake for your day,” I said and forced myself to smile the broadest.

I glanced at my driver and nodded at him, telling him to bring the cake on the table.

“What are you doing here?” Elijah quickly asked and even grabbed me on my arm. I pulled my arm back from him and glanced just at my mother.

“I’m sorry. I wasn't able to buy you an expensive gi—”

“Who said that you can go here?”

That shut me up. I saw how Elijah closed his eyes firmly, frustrated over me.

My Mom walked towards me, leaving a very small space between us. Her eyes were cold and I can still see her hatred towards me, but I chose to turn a blind eye and stay there.

“How can you still have the audacity to show up here and ruin my birthday? You already ruined our lives and killed Freya!”

I stayed there. Beyond my tears playing in the corner of my eyes, I remained standing there, looking at her. I knew that this would happen. All the people around me warned me about this and yet I still go.

“I just want to greet you, it's your birthday, Mom. I am still your daughter,”

Her hand landed on my cheek, which made my tears slip out of my eyes. I was shivering when she did that.

“You are not our daughter the day Freya died! When you get to live from the accident and Freya didn't, we already disowned you!”

Those words are torture to my chest. I became feeble, but it still makes me want to beg her not to say those words and let's just celebrate her birthday with peace. I wanted to beg her to forgive me already and forget about the past.

“You bought this?” She smirked sarcastically.

“Damn this!”

“Mom!” I exclaimed when she threw the cake on the floor and even stepped on it, crushing it into a million pieces.

“Mom, stop!”

I glanced at Elijah and my father who were only standing there. My father wasn't looking at us while Elijah was only eyeing me. Another dagger wounded me there. This time, Elijah didn't stand up for me. He didn't block me from my mother and he didn't do anything to help me. My tears showered even more. At that very moment, they became stones in my eyes; heartless stones.

“M-Mom,” she cupped my face firmly with her sharp eyes killing me already.

“I wish I never gave birth to you! Just die, Faith! Just fucking die because I don't want to see you living and Freya can't!”

She pushed me away, and I was able to still stand there. My hand traveled on my belly, a bit worried that I might lose my balance and fall. The doctor clearly told me to avoid that to happen.

“Mam, please stop. We will just lea—”

“Shut up! You are just a mere driver!”

“You came here for my birthday?”

“Mom, no!” I exclaimed when she grabbed me by my hair, pulling it like I was a criminal.

My eyes landed at Elijah with my father on the table. They were still there, not doing anything to make my mother stop.

“I don't like anything as my gift. Do you wanna know what present I want? Your death, Faith! Your death!”

“P-Please, stop. Just let me go, Mom.” I was begging her already.

“Let you go? I can just kill you here! Just die, Faith! I would rather rot in jail forever as long as you will die!”

“Don't do this, Mom…I am still your daughter,” I was so weak that all I did was to beg her, worrying about the baby in my womb. I didn't remove my hand there, still trying to protect the child that I see my future with.

“YOU ARE NOT MY DAUGHTER! JUST DIE!”

When she said that on my face, my own mother pushed me like a piece of paper on the wall until I found myself on the floor. Everything happened so fast, until I found blood on my forehead after I hit the wall.

“Stop!” I heard Elijah shouted.

“Faith,” my father mumbled. It's been a while since he called me by my name.

I shivered when I saw blood on my forehead. But then, it didn't scare me at all even though my world began to spin around. What terrifies me was when my eyes landed on the floor and I saw blood coming out of my skirt, which stains the white tiles. My lips parted and finally felt the pain on my belly.

I shook my head endlessly as I burst into a million tears.

“N-No,” I mumbled. “No, no, no! M-My baby…M-My baby!” I exclaimed as I cried a river.

“B-Baby?” Elijah asked. “Y-You're pregnant?”

I wasn't able to answer anymore as I glanced at them. I nodded slowly with my tears dripping out. Did I lose my baby? My world was colliding.

“Damn it! Get the car!”

I didn't know what happened anymore. I was losing my clear vision. The last thing I knew, Elijah was carrying me as he ran me out of the house.

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