It has been three days since then the incident had happened. Trust me when I told myself to forget about it. I couldn’t. I couldn’t help but feel bothered by the necklace.
I stood in front of a memorial picture of my sister, who looked exactly like me when I was younger. I removed the necklace off my neck and placed it in front of her.
“Just what is this?” I asked her.
The young girl brightly smiling in the picture was my older sister, Hannah Ambroise. Since we’re siblings, it’s natural to look like each other.
I stared at the necklace and wondered why it was so important that even strangers asked me about it. I haven’t heard from father since he hasn’t been home. The same goes for my mother.
Well, without them, I don’t think I can live a luxurious life. But they’re lucky I don’t like spending their money. Since it feels like I’m wasting their hard work, spending on useless things.
We don’t have a close family relationship. But that day when I woke up. I saw my mother’s eyes filled with tears. While my father couldn’t hide his angered expression.
At one point, I know they care about me. But they’re too busy to play with me. I guess you can say it’s lonely living in such a huge house. Every time I close my eyes. I don’t hear anything but silence. But this is enough for me.
“Hannah, I wish you were alive. I’m not blaming you, but I want to be happy around my parents. If you were me. What would you have done?”
It was a Monday. Yet I decided not to go to school. The impact from Friday night still scared me. To add, I wouldn’t know how to act around them.
Even if we see each other almost every day. Joshua and Wayne are in the same class as I am. That time when Micah asked me about those two. Of course, I knew them. I was just lying around her.
“Young Miss, the Master has returned,” said a maid who had her head lowered.
“Thank you for informing me.” Just in time. I was starting to get hungry for answers.
I made my way to my father’s office, and before entering, I knocked on the door. When I heard his acknowledgment, I entered the room, seeing him massaging his temples. Seeing him exhausted, I hesitated to ask him. There might be time to ask next time.
“Sofia is there anything you want?” asked my father.
Harrison Ambroise. A well-known businessman in the whole world. No one dares to fight him, which shows how powerful a man he is. I don’t know what kind of business he does, but I’m sure it’s legal.
I forced a smile on my lips and said, “I just wanted to greet you. That’s it.” Father wouldn’t care anyway. I bet he won’t know I want something from him.
“I heard that you went to a nightclub. How was it?” He asked, sighing for the nth time. Judging from his looks. He does seem exhausted.
“I had fun,” I lied once more, which tasted bitter.
“Nothing happened?” Asked father as his brows knotted.
“Nothing.”
“I see….” paused father. “Sofia, if you need anything, tell it to me or your mom. Or you can just ask someone in this house to get it for you.”
I nodded my head and went with the flow. The truth is my chest felt heavy. I wanted to ask, but it doesn’t seem like the right time. Father looks exhausted. It’s better if he gets some rest.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m rather worried about you,” I walked up to the table and poured him a cup of water.
“Thank you. Indeed, something troublesome happened. It has been stuck in my head for a while,” answered my father.
“In the company? What might have gone wrong?” I curiously asked him, but he didn’t answer.
“Today is a Monday. It’s just afternoon. You didn’t go to school?” Asked father, and I lowered my head out of guilt.
“I apologize.”
“It’s alright. I didn’t say that you have to go to school. As long as you are comfortable being home rather than in school. It’s alright.”
There were times when I felt that my father was distant and cold towards me. But there are times like this that fill my heart with warmth. This is why I have not once resented my parents. I concluded that they just didn’t know how to express themselves.
“What about mother?” I asked father, and he laughed out loud out of nowhere.
“Oh, your mom keeps calling me. Saying she doesn’t want to deal with this customer. But in the end, she did it.”
“I haven’t seen her in a while,” I placed both of my hands in front of me.
“She’ll return soon. I miss her as much as you do.”
My mother, whose job I don’t know what is, has been traveling around the world like a madwoman. If you were to ask whom I’m closer with. I’ll answer my father. My mother loves me but tends to forget her own daughter.
But it’s alright. Since I don’t think she had completely forgotten about me. As every month she would send gifts to me.
This house doesn’t seem warm from the outside. But it’s warmer than what others think. The Ambroise family may not always be together. But their hearts are always one.
That is what I read in my sister’s diary. It seems like Hannah was lonely at one point. But she had her own group of friends. So she was fine.
“Sofia, do you want to eat early dinner with me?” Asked my father. “To tell the truth. I want to eat a meal with you.”
“Of course. I would gladly take your offer,” I giggled at my dad, who struggled to stand up. I guess old age has finally hit him.
I guess life is unexpectedly a mystery. In a world where mafias ruled the underground. While the businessmen ruled the overworld that even the government couldn’t control them. Tuesday 6:30 am I woke up earlier than usual, and I didn’t know why. I was sitting on my bed while scrolling through my feed, seeing the same usual boring thing except for the recent news about a murder in an alley. Do people kill each other just for money, for justice, or for fun? Well, what can I say? We’ll never know since human nature is like a snake. I stood up and prepared myself for the day. I have to go to school today. I don’t want to keep Micah and Soleil worried about me. Since I didn’t read their messages yesterday.
“Care to explain what I saw earlier?” Micah nudged my arm with a cheeky expression. “What? Isn’t it normal for classmates to talk to one another?” I answered back. “Since when did you guys become this close?” Soleil asked me as she tended to her fingernails. “I left home earlier than usual. I didn’t expect them to be in school this early, too,” I truthfully answered her. Which is not entirely a lie. “Not really,” said Micah as her brows rose, and she pointed her finger at me. “I won’t ask anything further. But if one day. You become close to them. Don’t forget me.” Soleil and I laughed at Micah for being overly dramatic. Not in a hundred years will I ever ditch Micah and Soleil. Then a group of girls stood by our classroom doors and called for Soleil. Micah and I looked at each other than at Soleil as she walked towards the group of girls. Micah moved to sit beside me and whispered. “Why is she talking to them?” “I don’
As I walked to our table. I heard the voice of Soleil laughing with another group of girls. When our eyes met. I gave her a smile and waved my hands at her. But she ignored it. It doesn’t feel right at all. Soleil, I don’t understand why you’re treating us this way. Unless because you’re sick about Micah, and I don’t stand out as much. I placed the tray on the table and grabbed a spoon of mashed potato. Then shoved it into my mouth. Another tray was placed on the table. I looked up and watched Joshua sit beside me. “What’s wrong?” He asked me. I looked away from him and questioned myself for staring at him. “Nothing.” “I see,” Joshua took his seat and began eating his lunch. “Are you always this quiet while eating?” “Hmm, you can say it became a habit. When I eat at home, it is completely silent on the table,” I awkwardly laughed. “Which is why I prefer being in school rather than at home, alone.” I never thought much about it.
I picked up the chair Soleil pushed to the ground. Then looked at Micah, who was rumbling mean words. Micah couldn’t forgive Soliel and the truth to be told. I couldn’t either, but unlike Micah, I was reminded to stay cool-headed. Micah looked at me and asked, “Can’t you get angry, or aren’t you mad at all?” I softly laughed as I didn’t know how to respond to her. “Well…I am angry. But we’re in school. I can’t just lash everything out,” I tried answering her. “You should get angry more. I don’t like the fact you always stay calm in everything,” Micah looked away from me and pulls out a black notebook from her bag. “I didn’t want to do this, but she’s now in my death notebook.” I guess this is how friendships are. There will be those who aren’t genuine at all. No, I’m actually at fault. I should have known what kind of person Soleil was. But her acting was too great that I didn’t notice. “Micah, did you ever noti
You don’t have to stay with me,” I covered half of my face using my notebook while Joshua continued to stare at me. If he continues to look at me like that. I might find things a bit complicated. “It’s alright. I told you having a change of space can help when it comes to studying,” chuckled Joshua. No, it’s not alright at all. If any of the famous girls see me together with him. There is a million chance something terrible might happen to me. As much I admit it. Joshua is handsome. His facial features are just something other boys don’t have. It didn’t look like the typical masculine or cold-looking guy. Each expression he made looked gentle, and not a single fierceness was hinted at. At this point, studying for the test would become pointless. The distraction is too much for me to handle. How, no rather what. What am I doing? I must have looked like a fool or a random fan experiencing this unexpected fan meeting. “Sti
I woke up with a terrible headache. The back of my head was aching as if I got hit by a brick. I stabilized my vision before looking around the area. Where am I? The ceiling was high, and there were barely any lights around me. I struggled against the ropes around my arms as I tried to remove the rope. But every time, I struggled against the rope. It would burn my skin. I hissed as I felt a burning sensation around my arms. I stopped struggling and instead continued to observe where I was. It smelled like gasoline, and I could hear the sounds of waves splashing onto a wall. If I put it all together. I'm sure I'm near a seaport right now. I don't understand why I'm here, but there must be at least some way to get out of here. "You're awake?" I heard a deep voice ask from behind. I didn't bother to look who it was since I was slightly frightened. "W-who are you?" I stuttered and acted tough, which was a complete fai
When I opened my eyes and heard the heart monitor beeping. I knew that I had been asleep for a while. I remembered everything that had happened—and thinking about how I almost died scared me to death. I grasped onto the bedsheet as I thought I almost died back there. Everything was still clear that the words J told me still lingered in my ears. “Daughter of Harrison, not just a businessman, hiding me all these past few years. Is there anything my father is hiding from me?” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. I gasped aloud and sat on the bed, looking around the room. Where am I? It doesn’t look like the hospital room. It’s more like a house, and the room was bigger than mine. I detached the IV needle, and my foot met the cold black marble floor. I walked towards the glass pane that was as tall as the wall. I touched the glass pane and looked down to see a flat green grass. On the side, there was an infinity po
While I walked down the stairs, looking down at the first floor seeing familiar faces that included Sian, Jiang Yuan, Joshua, and Wayne. While the other guys who stood beside my father looked younger than I was. My heart was beating fast that I had to tell myself to calm down. If not, others might laugh at me, hearing my loud heartbeat. I don’t know if I looked presentable enough. To be honest, I wanted to look good since there were many guys. But at the same time, I told myself not to over present myself since I want to be myself. As I stepped onto the first floor. I sat right across from my father, who was drinking tea. It was as if he had been waiting for me since earlier. But I know what kind of person my father is. When he gets nervous, he drinks tea. I’m glad I am not the only one who was nervous. “Father, please explain to me what is happening,” I told him calmly and praised myself as my voice did not tremble.
“Dinner is now ready. Everyone go to the dining room,” called Randy, who walked out of the dining area still wearing his apron. “Yes, finally,” rejoiced Eric, who pulled me as he led me to the dining room. Everyone sat down on the longer sides of the table. But on the other hand, I sat in the middle facing them. Eric forced me to sit in the middle seat, which was not comfortable at all. Either way, I might have to get used to it soon. “Do I have to sit here?” I whispered to Eric, who nodded his head. “It’s a must since you’re the head of this house currently,” Eric whispered back to me. I guess this doesn’t leave me with any choice but to sit here. I sniffed, smelling an incredible aroma flying around the room. What is this smell? It smelled like roasted chicken marinated with rosemary and other herbs. Also, am I seeing my favorite drink sitting in front of me? How do they know that I’m addicted to this drink? I did n
My father just left me like that. He left me with nine guys who I don’t really know. Asides from the fact that I know at least four people now. The nine guys stood in a horizontal line in front of me, and I didn’t know how to start a conversation. I wish someone would start since I’m not that sociable. “It’s nice to meet you, young master. My name is Blake Stones, the leader of the group. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me. Though I think you wouldn’t since you at least know Joshua and Wayne.” I looked at Blake, standing tall with a brotherly-like smile. I have a feeling that I will grow close to him. His eyes looked attractive that I somehow wished I had those pair of eyes. Then another man stood out of the line. This time it was a beautiful man with shoulder-length black hair. Why do some men look a lot prettier than other girls? And his hair. His hair looks a lot healthier than mine. “My name is Randy Winhear
While I walked down the stairs, looking down at the first floor seeing familiar faces that included Sian, Jiang Yuan, Joshua, and Wayne. While the other guys who stood beside my father looked younger than I was. My heart was beating fast that I had to tell myself to calm down. If not, others might laugh at me, hearing my loud heartbeat. I don’t know if I looked presentable enough. To be honest, I wanted to look good since there were many guys. But at the same time, I told myself not to over present myself since I want to be myself. As I stepped onto the first floor. I sat right across from my father, who was drinking tea. It was as if he had been waiting for me since earlier. But I know what kind of person my father is. When he gets nervous, he drinks tea. I’m glad I am not the only one who was nervous. “Father, please explain to me what is happening,” I told him calmly and praised myself as my voice did not tremble.
When I opened my eyes and heard the heart monitor beeping. I knew that I had been asleep for a while. I remembered everything that had happened—and thinking about how I almost died scared me to death. I grasped onto the bedsheet as I thought I almost died back there. Everything was still clear that the words J told me still lingered in my ears. “Daughter of Harrison, not just a businessman, hiding me all these past few years. Is there anything my father is hiding from me?” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. I gasped aloud and sat on the bed, looking around the room. Where am I? It doesn’t look like the hospital room. It’s more like a house, and the room was bigger than mine. I detached the IV needle, and my foot met the cold black marble floor. I walked towards the glass pane that was as tall as the wall. I touched the glass pane and looked down to see a flat green grass. On the side, there was an infinity po
I woke up with a terrible headache. The back of my head was aching as if I got hit by a brick. I stabilized my vision before looking around the area. Where am I? The ceiling was high, and there were barely any lights around me. I struggled against the ropes around my arms as I tried to remove the rope. But every time, I struggled against the rope. It would burn my skin. I hissed as I felt a burning sensation around my arms. I stopped struggling and instead continued to observe where I was. It smelled like gasoline, and I could hear the sounds of waves splashing onto a wall. If I put it all together. I'm sure I'm near a seaport right now. I don't understand why I'm here, but there must be at least some way to get out of here. "You're awake?" I heard a deep voice ask from behind. I didn't bother to look who it was since I was slightly frightened. "W-who are you?" I stuttered and acted tough, which was a complete fai
You don’t have to stay with me,” I covered half of my face using my notebook while Joshua continued to stare at me. If he continues to look at me like that. I might find things a bit complicated. “It’s alright. I told you having a change of space can help when it comes to studying,” chuckled Joshua. No, it’s not alright at all. If any of the famous girls see me together with him. There is a million chance something terrible might happen to me. As much I admit it. Joshua is handsome. His facial features are just something other boys don’t have. It didn’t look like the typical masculine or cold-looking guy. Each expression he made looked gentle, and not a single fierceness was hinted at. At this point, studying for the test would become pointless. The distraction is too much for me to handle. How, no rather what. What am I doing? I must have looked like a fool or a random fan experiencing this unexpected fan meeting. “Sti
I picked up the chair Soleil pushed to the ground. Then looked at Micah, who was rumbling mean words. Micah couldn’t forgive Soliel and the truth to be told. I couldn’t either, but unlike Micah, I was reminded to stay cool-headed. Micah looked at me and asked, “Can’t you get angry, or aren’t you mad at all?” I softly laughed as I didn’t know how to respond to her. “Well…I am angry. But we’re in school. I can’t just lash everything out,” I tried answering her. “You should get angry more. I don’t like the fact you always stay calm in everything,” Micah looked away from me and pulls out a black notebook from her bag. “I didn’t want to do this, but she’s now in my death notebook.” I guess this is how friendships are. There will be those who aren’t genuine at all. No, I’m actually at fault. I should have known what kind of person Soleil was. But her acting was too great that I didn’t notice. “Micah, did you ever noti
As I walked to our table. I heard the voice of Soleil laughing with another group of girls. When our eyes met. I gave her a smile and waved my hands at her. But she ignored it. It doesn’t feel right at all. Soleil, I don’t understand why you’re treating us this way. Unless because you’re sick about Micah, and I don’t stand out as much. I placed the tray on the table and grabbed a spoon of mashed potato. Then shoved it into my mouth. Another tray was placed on the table. I looked up and watched Joshua sit beside me. “What’s wrong?” He asked me. I looked away from him and questioned myself for staring at him. “Nothing.” “I see,” Joshua took his seat and began eating his lunch. “Are you always this quiet while eating?” “Hmm, you can say it became a habit. When I eat at home, it is completely silent on the table,” I awkwardly laughed. “Which is why I prefer being in school rather than at home, alone.” I never thought much about it.
“Care to explain what I saw earlier?” Micah nudged my arm with a cheeky expression. “What? Isn’t it normal for classmates to talk to one another?” I answered back. “Since when did you guys become this close?” Soleil asked me as she tended to her fingernails. “I left home earlier than usual. I didn’t expect them to be in school this early, too,” I truthfully answered her. Which is not entirely a lie. “Not really,” said Micah as her brows rose, and she pointed her finger at me. “I won’t ask anything further. But if one day. You become close to them. Don’t forget me.” Soleil and I laughed at Micah for being overly dramatic. Not in a hundred years will I ever ditch Micah and Soleil. Then a group of girls stood by our classroom doors and called for Soleil. Micah and I looked at each other than at Soleil as she walked towards the group of girls. Micah moved to sit beside me and whispered. “Why is she talking to them?” “I don’