“But I thought the reporters at the wedding took a bunch of photos and the wedding was broadcasted live on some channels…” I replied while thinking that the whole thing was such a troublesome mess.“That was for the wedding ceremony and the reception on the big day itself. After that, there was nothing. You’ve been married for weeks now and there’s not a single post about your married life. There isn’t a photo of you two together. It’s not surprising that strange rumors and conspiracy theories are going around that the whole thing was staged to help with the upcoming election!” he yelled so loudly into the phone that I had to hold my phone away from my ear to keep my eardrums intact.“Oh, right…that…” I mumbled without caring much about my father’s political career or how much the Vulkans stood to profit from it.“You better do something about this soon before we need to make a public announcement to address the rumors,” he said.“What do you want me to do? I’m stuck here inside the M
“Brad…” Jenna called my name before letting out an exasperated sigh.I could hear and feel her frustration toward me but there wasn’t much that I could do. Jenna only called me by my nickname in that tone of voice when she thought that I deserved to be punished. I was already too old for her to punish me in any way, though. I heaved a sigh while thinking that if Dahlia wanted to lock herself up in her room, then that was her choice. Things might be better for her this way for the time being. Regardless of what Jenna thought, it was much better than having her trying to escape from the mansion.“I’m busy. Is there something else that I can help you with?” I asked dismissively.“My father always told me that a man becomes a real man after he gets married but apparently that wasn’t the case for you…” she said with a disgusted scoff.I watched Jenna turn on her heels and march out of the room. Jenna was beyond angry and once again it seemed to be my fault. Lately, everything seemed to be
“Bradon!” Alfred ended up yelling even louder.I’d just about had enough of him at that point, which led me to hang up and turn off my mobile phone altogether so that he couldn’t call me again. Everything felt like such a bother, and I didn’t want to deal with any more of their selfish demands.…**The night after**Although the bedroom that Bradon had arranged for me was only on the second floor, the fact that the floor-to-ceiling of each floor was so high meant that the distance was still something if I wanted to jump or climb down there. After sitting close to the balcony for almost an hour, I finally decided that the best way was to find something that I could hang onto while I climbed down there. Inspecting the things available to me in my room didn’t leave me with many options.The bed sheets felt like the safest bet. With the help of the very small scissors that were present as part of the sewing kit stashed away in the wardrobe, I managed to cut the bed sheet from the bed and
“Jenna…” I called her name softly.“Yes, My Lady?” she replied as she turned to face me again.“Umm…has Bradon been coming home late lately?” I asked while trying not to sound too suspicious.“He must be busy with work…” she replied while looking apologetic although she had done nothing wrong.“Then, I guess he will be back late tonight as well…” I said before smiling a little her way.Testing the waters a little bit shouldn’t be a bad idea…“I’m afraid that might also be the case,” Jenna replied sadly.She must have thought that I wanted to see Bradon so badly and that I hated the fact that he came home super late every night. That couldn’t have been any further from the truth. Of course, I was asking precisely to check that today would be just like any other day and that would mean that Bradon wouldn’t come back home until super late at night. Better yet, I hoped he would just come back at dawn or not at all.“I see. Have a good evening. I feel quite tired, and I want to sleep after
I was quite certain that I had not watched a documentary before in my life about the topic of starvation and what it could do to the human body. Of course, from my various trainings, I knew how it all worked and exactly what would happen in detailed stages. However, that did not explain the documentary-like voice that rang through my mind as it repeated the effects of starvation on the human body.The troubled state of mind was followed by my mind deciding to have a private talk with itself. I could hear my own voice echoing in my mind as it asked and then answered its own questions.What if she dies…?She won’t die.What if she gets sick?“Fuck…” I cursed softly as my eyes snapped opened.By that time, I had already lost all patience with myself and had given up on the idea of sleeping for the night. It did occur to me that I might be going insane but that didn’t scare me at all. Immediately, I regretted not drinking enough alcohol to knock myself out for the night.It felt like year
There were no signs of struggle in the room so that meant that no one came to kidnap her. It wasn’t like anyone could or would break into my mansion anyways. Security was so tight that it allowed absolutely no unauthorized entrances…as well as exits…“Oh, no. Where is Lady Diana?!” Jenna exclaimed from behind me.“Did she say anything to you?” I asked emotionlessly.“She…just told me that she needed to rest…” Jenna replied softly.So, she didn’t want to be disturbed. Great.“Where are you going?” Jenna asked with clear urgency in her voice.“Stay away from here and do not alert anyone else,” I instructed calmly.I walked the short distance from the foot of her bed toward the balcony where the night breeze still swept into the room. One glance downward gave me the answer to almost every question that I had in mind. A flowery bedsheet had been cut and tied with ugly knots into a long rope with one end tied to the railing of the balcony. I scoffed at the ridiculousness of the idea that D
Please just let this be the result of my own imagination and nothing more.I could hear the rustling of leaves on the ground, and it felt like something was moving behind me. My body froze from fear as my mind wondered if this would be the perfect time for me to run and never look back. Running straight up ahead sounded easy but the fact that it was quite dark, and I couldn’t see so far in front of me made that difficult. The leaves rustled again, and I began truly regretting my decision to leave the mansion.Wasn’t the wall or the gate supposed to be just a short walk away from the mansion?I closed my eyes and let out a sigh before taking a deep breath as I tried to gather my courage again. While telling myself that it was probably nothing, I slowly turned my head around to look over my shoulder. At first, I couldn’t see what it was clearly, but I was certain that something was moving in the darkness like a mysterious shadow. I should have started running but something told me that
While letting out a louder scream, I pressed my eyes shut and winced to brace for the impact of my fall. To my further surprise, I never completed my fall and never hit the ground. Instead, I felt my legs being lifted up from right under me. When I opened my eyes again the whole world was upside down. My eyes widened in shock as my mouth dropped open before I let out a much louder scream than before when I realized that I was hanging upside down.“Get away from me!” I yelled as the dog took a step toward me.I never dreamt that I would find myself in such a scary and ridiculous situation. The dog was still there, and it looked like it was ready to chew my head off and instead of running while I had the chance, I somehow got myself trapped and ended up hanging upside down with my legs tied. I stared down at the dog as I wondered if the dog would now jump up and nip at my head.Why is there a trap like this in his garden?The dog began barking again and it appeared even more agitated an
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
Not having the experience of being a criminal before, I wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to be treated, but the experiences that I went through might have indeed been close. I thought that I was used to disappointing my parents and the people around me. I thought that I was used to seeing the look of disappointment and disapproval in their eyes before it became a look of resentment and then complete apathy and lack of care. I thought that I could deal with everything without getting my emotions involved because, after all, I was supposed to be used to this kind of treatment, and that was why I was caught utterly off guard by how quickly things escalated.Thinking back on it, my memories were quite blurry. Either it was simply too much for me to take in at the time for my brain to form any clear memories, or it was simply too shocking and too harsh for me to take. Either way, everything seemed to fly by me and over my head.Although every single teacher and the principal tried to
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off