Marianne notices the unseemly behaviour of the people in the room. John and Joanna look like they had been caught off guard, while Leonna looks relieved to see them.
"Err.. Is everyone okay...?” queried Marianne. She didn’t miss the anger on John’s face which he masked out quickly.
After a long silence, Joanna took a deep breath and said:
“It’s not been that long since I met you and Annie. I was warmly welcomed here even though you didn’t know me. Those days that I had been here have never been a boring day. My favourite times were when we were all gathered together. There were banterings and many arguments that I don’t even remember what it is about. Whe
The tightly shut door had been stared by Marianne for the past hour. She had been waiting for her husband to be back an hour ago. It is already half past two in the morning, but Francois has not come back yet. On her hand is an empty glass that had been warmed up for holding it for too long, and the smell of alcohol lingers in the air.Marianne had prepared herself for the reactions of everyone, once they had found out about Leonna and the wedding, but she did not anticipate that Joanna would be walking out in the middle of the night, and for the ‘Great John’ to be acting that way.‘I had anticipated for something like this to happen and I thought that I would be calm and would know how to deal with it. I’m not as mature as Leonna said. I was ar
The different colours of lights that change every now and then on the trees look magical, that even the animals and insects at night are bewitched by it. It is the month of December. It is an old custom at the Williams estate to have the trees near the castle and along the paths or road to have it decorated with christmas lights. It is like the festival of lights.It is nine in the evening, and it is freezing outside hence the minus temperature that was forecasted. There is not a moving soul to be seen inside the castle. The maids have been dismissed and have already retired to their rooms. Yet, in the middle of the courtyard, is a figure of a person in a wheelchair. Marianne had been staring at the lights. She likes the centrepiece christmas tree there which is about fifteen feet tall.She made a long sigh.
“Why were you just standing there and not saying anything!? You gave me a fright!” Marianne gladly expressed her annoyance at him. She sees Francois touches his right ear, and then she hears him say “Thank you. You too. Bye, John”. ‘What the heck!’ she mumbles. “The problem is resolved, so I came back,” replied the man. “Oh! I didn’t expect you to be back for christmas day,” said Marianne, thinking that the man is probably expecting to have the ‘traditional English Christmas dinner’.
“Now, this is the funny part or I should say the ‘Miracle’ happening. The ‘younger brother’ isn’t entirely dead, he hasn’t left this world. He is still alive but is living in another person’s body.” Marianne chuckles. “Peter, with your entire career as a doctor, have you ever heard of such things happening in real life? But of course, I’m sure that you’re familiar with these kinds of fiction stories.”“Anyway, to carry on with my story - the younger brother’s corpse would soon be rotten, but he is still very much alive. He is now living as a woman. Haha. Yes, you would probably find that funny. You can imagine how hard it was like.”&nbs
“Are those what you are going to wear?” asked the man, looking at her dress and things that she had laid out earlier. He puts her down but holds her for her support, so that she will not fall down. “Y-yes,” she answered, with a shamefaced look. It is the first time that Francois holds her so closely, and it is making her confused. “I can dress myself...” said Marianne with a husky voice. Francois looks at her and studies her flash face. He frowns while staring down at her, and then he says “I’ll get the wheelchair.” He guides her down into the lounge dressing chair that i
After Marianne is completely wearing her outfit. Francois gently helps her into her wheelchair. He heard her say “Thank you!” and then she randomly said “I was going to wear a christmas jumper but opted into wearing this dress instead. I think it is the right choice. Don’t you think so?”. Francois just nodded at her and did not say anything. His mind keeps thinking of his conversation with John. ‘Does asking me to zip up her dress could just be what really it is and no other intention?’ he thought.They left the dressing room and went to their bedroom. Marianne opens her drawer and takes out something. She gives it to Francois and then says “Merry Christmas. I hope you like it.”Francois opens it. It is a watch. The latest design of one of the top brands that is not even out
"You have… to take the initiative, Marianne… you must!... if you want to be happy… hik," said John, and then he went into silence.Marianne turns her head to the phone, and then back to Francois. Then she goes to where her phone is. "John, let's talk tomorrow, John. Bye for now," she said, and was about to pick up her phone when there was a noise in the other line."As I was saying… take the initiative… like maybe asking him to help you get undressed, hehe. You know… you can just pretend that you cannot do it by yourself. You are his spouse… it’s normal for a couple. You could ask him to unzip your dress… hehe. Hik hik. Sorry I think I'm really drunk. But, yeah… do that… F
After breakfast in the morning, Marianne left the eating room. She had expected for Francois to be joining her because there is no way he is going to the office as it is boxing day. It is the nation’s holiday. She also did not see him when she woke up. His words had kept her awake, that she cannot remember what time she went back to sleep. She meant to speak to him about it this morning but the man is nowhere to be seen. When she asked one of the maids, she was told that he was last seen at the kitchen table. He had, again, prepared his own meal, and had instructed them to help the madam when she wakes up and to accompany her at most times. Marianne sighs ‘I’m thankful that he does care about my welfare, but I think that is all to it. I just hope that he doesn’t think last night has more meaning or what John had said.’&n
Francois lightly touches his neck. His thoughts were on last night, on how he got those marks. He frowned.There was an uncertain look on Francois’ face that made Marianne worries. She wants to reach out to him. ‘I wonder what has happened. This is the first time that I have ever seen him look like this. He seems unsure. He is certainly not himself. Is he perhaps ill?’ thought Marianne, more concerned and with determination to find out what the mark is on his neck. Francois sees Marianne slowly getting up off her chair. He became stiff as he felt her nearness. He would have stepped backwards if he could, but he felt pinned to his spot. He could not move. Moreso when his nostrils were hit with her fragrance. Marianne steadies herself, and then takes a closer look at his neck. “Oh, it’s more than I thought, and it looks bad!” she exclaimed, showing a displeased look as she inspected the marks on his neck. Her eyes focused on the worst part. ‘I’m sure I’ve seen something like this befo
The next day, the ringing of her phone made Marianne groan as she grabbed her phone. She squinted her eyes at the clock table. ‘It’s past 7, already!?’ “Hello, Marianne! Oh I’m so sorry, did I just wake you up? I only called cause I thought you would be awake by now,” said Annie, as she listened to the moaning sound of her friend from the other line. “Hey… Annie. No, no it’s okay. I’m actually glad that you called. I think my alarm clock is not working. I don’t know how long I would sleep if you didn’t call. You saved me from facing another wrath from Mrs Smith.” “Are you still not getting along? I think that’s been a while now, don’t you think?
Realising that Francois would not help her, that she has to deal with Steven herself. She turns to face Steven. She sees his smiling face. The face that Kenny had once liked. She looks closely and studies his face. ‘Hmm he does have a handsome face but he is nothing compared to Francois. Not even to John, Michael and Carl… Why the heck did I think before that he is above all men when it comes to looks? Gah… And if you look more closely… there are blackheads on his nose! What a turn off! Oh, there are even more lines under his eyes and some pigmentation on his skin. He has become old now.”The scrutinising ways of Marianne made Steven uncomfortable. He looks at Francois, but he seems to be unaware of what his wife is doing or does not care. He cleared his throat. “Uhm, Lady Marianne.”
Sarah’s watchful eyes become sharp as she stares at Marianne. “You know, I had years of study and practice to know when someone is lying. And right now, your face is telling me differently than earlier.” Sarah moves closer to Marianne. She bends down, and with her face close to Marianne, she looks straight into Marianne’s eyes. “So, what are you hiding? What are you guilty of?” said Sarah, with a very intimidating tone.Marianne catches her breath, and on guard of what the woman in front of her is going to do next. ‘Oh My God! I hope she is not going to hit me!’ she thought. She quickly side glances to where Lana is. She sees her talking on the phone as Lana meets her eyes very briefly. ‘I hope she called Francois. I hope it’s him on the other line,’ prayed Marianne.
Sarah gives Marianne a quizzing look because of her reaction. Aware of her carelessness, Marianne says to her “Well, I’ve not met Kenny before so I don’t really know what he’s like, but you said he is not one to just take his own life. It’s also what others say about him. So, I believe you. And thank you for telling me about the study under Dr Keis. I’ll see if I can find some useful information from his old stuff. But… I’m sure this is not the important thing that you wanted to tell me for seeking me here.”Sarah nodded. “Well, after you left that day. I had an uncomfortable feeling like I had missed something. I couldn’t sleep. So, that night I went to check on Kenny's body again. At first, everything was the same as how I'd written it on the report. But when I checked the ligature on his neck, I found a very thin dark
Returning to their table, Marianne gives Francois a hateful accusation look of a 'How could you!?' flaring in her eyes. Anyone who would look at Marianne’s face would be able to tell how angry she is, but Francois did not seem to take any notice of her state. His relaxed manner of how he is enjoying himself made Marianne more annoyed at him. ‘Hateful Bastard!’ she thought as she threw him one more hateful glance. To put her composure back, Marianne tries to think of positive thoughts. ‘Good thing everyone wasn’t so brazen to accept his abrupt invitation. Even Steven just gave him a salute. Hopefully no one will come as I don’t want to prepare an abrupt party... Oh, wait! Does Francois want me to throw a party for Carl?’ The thought made Marianne look alarmed and suddenly feeling guilty that it never occurred to her to throw a party for Carl.&nb
Whatever was on Dr Eli’s face expression is now gone. She is now wearing her usual friendly smiles. She gets up and greets Francois and Marianne. “Hello. I didn’t expect to see you both here," she said, smilingly. Marianne thought that she detected nervousness in her voice. She smiles back at Dr Eli. The question that she wanted to ask earlier (to ask her why she had left her profession), she does not dare to ask anymore. Marianne secretly observes Dr Eli. ‘I’m sure I wasn’t mistaken when she looked at me. There was hatred in her eyes which was directed at me. But why…? I’ve known her before, and she is not to hold grudges. Perhaps she has mistaken me for someone else? Hmm… no, I’m with Francois so she knows who I am. So, why does she hate me?... Ah... this feels worse than when Leonna was giving me those hateful stares with her matching acid tongue. But, at least with Leonna, I know why sh
Marianne tries to sort out her thoughts by accepting her sad fate tonight. Yet, she still cannot let go of the niggling feeling inside her. With a disregard to modesty, she said “I have to say this for the peace of my mind. You know, I thought that this was going to be a ‘date’. A proper date. I did not expect it to be like this. And I was really ecstatic then to the idea that I am going out on a date with you. In fact, I even requested help from the ladies which I kinda regret as they have different ideas. They only caused me more stress, and not to mention my extended endurance for tolerating the constant nagging of Mrs Smith. I do feel sorry for myself.” Then, Marianne thought that her words came out wrong that it had made her look more pathetic than she wanted it to be. So, to justify her words, she said “Well, you know that I have been cooped up inside the castle most of the time, so a da
“Cole is one of those narcissistic people, but he is also intelligent. He knows how to placate himself and bide his time to get what he wants. He would have not felt remorse after killing his best friend. However, the admiration or he might have thought that was more like a Godlike idolisation from Kenny, he doesn’t get it anymore.” Marianne continuously stares at Francois. “I’ve had this thought of what Kenny's situation was, but after you said it… Although, a tiny bit inside me doesn’t want to admit it, still I have to accept the fact that I was manipulated. I was a doctor, Kenny was an exemplary doctor. He should have known. Kenny should have seen the signs.” Marianne covers her face, feeling dejected. Francois pats her back. “You were very young then, and you have lost your parents. It’s understa