The atmosphere was beginning to smell different. Emily sat by the river, distracted by the unusual scent.
Various animal sounds came from the woods, but no one could tell where they were coming from.
Emily looked up from her imaginary painting to the sky. “Do you see that?”
She pointed toward the sky as her close friend Cassandra, who had been minding her own business and wading out of the river, glanced up.
They both loved spending time there, especially since it was hard to get away from their homes these days.
Cassandra, dressed in a matching bikini that barely covered her cleavage, asked, “What is that?” She walked toward Emily and sat down beside her, also looking up at the sky.
The sun seemed unusually close. “Well, I guess the day is coming to an end. We should leave now,” Cassandra said sadly. It was obvious to both of them that they might not see each other for a few weeks.
Emily packed up, and they began walking back home. Their houses weren’t far from each other, but they could barely leave their homes these days.
Emily’s stepmother was waiting impatiently for her. It had become routine for her to confront Emily whenever she returned.
“And guess who decided to stroll in so late? Where have you been?” Isabella, her stepmother, asked as the doorman opened the door to their fancy house, which was situated far from the main city.
Though there were houses nearby, theirs stood alone. “I went to the river with Cassandra,” Emily answered, careful not to upset her stepmother, hoping she wouldn’t be forbidden from seeing her friend again.
“Haven’t I warned you about spending time with that lowlife friend of yours? She’s no good for you—a bad influence,” her stepfather called out from his study, injecting himself into the conversation before Isabella could say more.
“But, Father! Cassandra has been my friend for a long time, and you’ve never complained about her before. Why now?” Emily asked, her eyes welling with tears.
Her emotions had always been her weakness, something her father, stepmother, and brother exploited whenever they could.
Her stepmother walked up to her, gently placing a hand on her cheek. “Listen to me. I may not be your biological mother, but I care about you and won’t let anything bad happen to you. Cassandra isn’t the right friend for you, and you’ll listen to me, okay?”
Emily couldn’t argue. She simply nodded in response.
As she turned to leave for her room, her father called after her.
“Hold on. I have an announcement for everyone.”
Isabella rushed over to him. “Oh, my love, that can wait until dinner. She just got back from a long day. Let her rest, and we can talk then.”
Her father looked from his wife to Emily, who reminded him so much of the love he had lost. That love had since turned into resentment because he blamed Emily for her mother’s death.
Isabella knew how much her husband still loved his late wife, and how Emily, looking so much like her, reminded him of that loss. Isabella’s plans to get rid of Emily were finally starting to fall into place.
Emily glanced at her father, waiting to be dismissed.
Her room was at the end of the east wing of their enormous house. As she walked down the long corridor, she could hear murmurs from behind her. Her parents were likely arguing about whatever announcement they were planning to make, something Emily wasn’t eager to be a part of.
She opened the door to her room and sat on her bed. It had been a long but peaceful day.
She was about to stand and change into something more comfortable when a sudden knock came at her door, so hurried that it startled her.
She rushed toward the door, nearly tripping but catching herself on the handle. “Ouch!” she exclaimed as she banged her leg against the doorframe.
“Oh dear, did you hurt yourself?” her old nanny asked. The nanny had always adored Emily and was the only person in the house she felt close to. Even when Emily went off to college, she looked forward to coming home to see her.
“The pain is nothing compared to the emotional torture I get from Father,” Emily said sadly as she made her way back to her bed. Her nanny sat beside her. “Don’t say that. You know your father loves you and only wants the best for you.”
Emily rolled her eyes. “Then why am I a prisoner here? Why can’t I work like Cassandra or live a normal life like everyone else? Look at my step-siblings. They come and go as they please, doing whatever they want. Why must I always follow their rules?”
Tears streamed down her face as she shared the emotional toll her home life was taking on her.
Their conversation was interrupted by a maid at the door. “I’m sorry to interrupt this moment, but dinner is ready, and everyone is waiting for you.”
No one in the family regarded her as one of their own, and it broke her heart every day.
“You’d better hurry and change. You don’t want to keep him waiting, do you?”
Emily forced herself up and went to her wardrobe. Everything felt the same. She loved simplicity, so she put on a pair of jeans and a cotton sweatshirt before walking out. She headed down the corridor toward the dining room.
the walk down was a slow one but she felt , in attended to and this made everything so untidy for her .
walking down the corridor she could hear her step mother speaking to her father ... making things hard for her has always been her greatest joy ...
" are you serious about this ?" Her step mother asked as she made her way down the hall , she could stay to hear the rest but rather headed to the dinning to join them
Emily tried to hasten her steps as much as possible, hoping not to be blamed for delaying dinner from starting early.But luck wasn’t on her side tonight. Her father was already rushing, while her stepmother did her best to calm him down.Her step-siblings looked annoyed, and one taunted her. “Guess who’s decided to starve us and finally show up,” her stepsister sneered.Her stepbrother added, “She must feel like the queen of the world. So pathetic.” He smirked, watching the effect of his words on her.Tears already welled up in Emily’s eyes. Her heart was so fragile that even the smallest words could shatter her into pieces in the blink of an eye.“How can you be this vulnerable and slow at the same time? Will you sit down and finish dinner? You’re not good for anything in this house. How would you survive out there alone?”Her father questioned her ability to survive. They all doubted she had any skills and believed she would fail before she even set foot outside.Emily made her way
Emily’s nanny knew she had to be careful when trying to speak with Emily’s father. His wife had never really liked her, as she was also connected to his deceased wife—a memory that had never allowed him to love her genuinely.She made her way to her room and promised herself to find a way to get him alone tomorrow and try to change his mind. The night was long, but a new day was sure to come, and she was determined to seize the opportunity and make use of it.Nature called; she yawned repeatedly, and in no time, she answered the call.The next morning, the sound of birds woke her. She always had the whole morning to herself, not minding that Emily was now an adult capable of taking care of herself.Emily’s nanny stood up to get ready for the day, stepping down from the bed still in yesterday’s clothes as she made her way to the bathroom. She was getting older by the day but young at heart, which made it surprising that her appearance hadn’t aged yet.After a few minutes in the shower,
Emily knew her nanny would surely come looking for her, and this bothered her a lot.She looked around for an empty room and snuggled into it. The room looked clean, but there was a faint scent of dust lingering in the air. No one would be able to tell she was there.The room had belonged to her mother when she was still alive, and no one came here. The maids occasionally came in just to clean it.Emily walked towards the bed and lay down. It had been a long time since she had visited this room.Her life revolved around finding peace, but with this new development, her life was about to take a drastic turn.She didn’t even know how things would turn out. “Mum, I know you’re listening to me, and you can hear every one of my cries. Why do I have to be the one to suffer for your death??!!”No words could express her sorrow. She just lay there, staring into the empty air.The Dream“Hello, is anybody there?” Emily called out. The floor she lay on felt cold, and the whole room felt cozy.I
Damien had to leave home very early to meet the scheduled time with the father, who had finally agreed to give away his daughter. This decision was made on short notice; the man owed Damien a few thousand from a contract job, but it hadn’t turned out well.However, instead of repaying the debt, the man decided to offer his daughter in marriage, a suspicious move considering he could have easily returned the money without hurting his finances. Damien was desperate for a wife, a mate who would bear his pup.For hundreds of years, he had searched for his soul mate, but the longer he searched, the more painful it became, knowing the Moon Goddess had never destined a mate for him. His pack had been hidden safely for years, undetected by others. A witch from another realm had helped mask their scent, allowing them to live peacefully among humans without causing chaos.Though Damien was a little behind schedule today, it didn’t diminish his potential to be a good husband. He hadn’t met the w
The whole house had been extremely busy since yesterday, ever since Emily’s father walked in.After his encounter with Damien, he announced to his wife, who had begun preparations.One could mistake the occasion for a quick wedding, as the house had been deep-cleaned.Emily, on the other hand, had been in her room all day. It had been days now, and the dinner was just a day away.Her nanny had tried everything to get her to be lively again, like her former self, even getting her painting supplies to distract her from her self-pity, but all her efforts were futile.“You need to get up right now and get ready to go out shooting with me,” her nanny said.Emily, seated in a chair, managed to look up at her. “Really?” she asked, with a hint of life in her voice.Her nanny shook her head in response as they exchanged a long look.“I wish I could,” Emily said, “but I don’t have the energy to leave my room. I just want to be left alone.”This frustrated her nanny, who was now forced to get he
The DinnerToday, she made herself a different meal, not realizing how hungry she was until she started digging in.Damien noticed how she ate, wondering if she had been neglected in her own father’s house or if she was somehow not truly part of the family.Her sister was so clingy toward him, making it seem as if she were the one he was meant to marry.Damien felt guilty about what had happened the night before; he couldn’t wait any longer as he made his way toward her.He had never seen someone so perfectly made. His wolf longed for her touch, yearning to have her as his wife.Yet, there was still one thing he couldn’t quite figure out.“So, I heard from my husband that you both worked on a project that went sideways?” Emily’s mother asked, trying to spark a conversation with Damien, who didn’t seem interested.His sole mission was to see Emily again, hoping to have enough of her if he could express himself, though it wasn’t his fault he felt this way.He had been staring at her for
Confiding in a FriendEmily’s nanny immediately stepped out to look for Cassandra, who lived five houses away on the opposite side of the street. She prayed to find Cassandra at home so they could spend enough time together.At least this would distract her from the wedding preparations, which had been weighing heavily on her mind. She hoped to see her cheerful once again.In no time, Emily’s nanny reached her destination and knocked, waiting for someone to answer.Soon, the doorman opened the door. “Hello, miss. How can I help you?”“Hello, I’m looking for Cassandra. I’m Emily’s nanny,” she said. The doorman raised an eyebrow, signaling he didn’t recognize the name.“Uh, Emily is Cassandra’s friend. Just tell her Emily wants to see her.”The doorman nodded, closed the door, and went back inside. She waited a few moments, though standing too long strained her legs and back. Still, she remained strong for Emily.As she was about to lose hope, the door suddenly opened. “Emily!” Cassandr
Chapter But as she got there Casandra saw nothing she knew that, her friend might be seeing things considering the tension of the marriage she was been forced into “ I think you should come with me , let’s lay down and rest , you are so worked up already that you are begging to see things that are not worth it ““ so you don’t believ me , it is there , ohh where did it go , it was right there I promise it was there !!”Emily said , trying to hard to make sure that Cassandra believes her , but it go worse As Casandra shook her head , “ I am beginning to get worried for you, I think it best you accept that marriage proposal and leave this place it not doing anything good to you ““ are you saying I should leave my home to go leave with a total strange that I have not even set my eyes on?”“ well I feel you can just try to know who he is then you can at least judge him by first his Appearance !”Emily thought about it for some minute her friend was making sense but she still feels it