Serena Mclane's P.O.V

"What?"Is all I manage to get out as I sit there in my seat.My fidgeting hands come to a halt as I now fist my t-shirt in a tight grip.My mind is completely blank at the moment.

I can't seem to be able to process his words.

"Dad" I finally manage to get out,

"You can't mean that, you wouldn't.I whisper as I look at him for confirmation.I want him to just start laughing, and then hug me and say it's all a big joke, that the entire ordeal was just that"

 A big joke.

But no, of course not.My father never jokes, not with me at least.

"You know I don't like repeating myself"

My father says sternly as he looks at me.

Even though we're sitting face to face, it's as if he's looking down at me.

As if he's judging me, finding all my faults and insecurities and displaying them right in front of me.

Taunting me with everything.

"B-but the business, father.You-I- you wanted me to take over the family business but I-.How?" I ask, finally giving up.

I barely have the ability to speak.

The shock potent in my words.

"I told you, I do not repeat myself"

He says standing up now, having to actually repeat himself.

"Well you're going to have to this time Dad!"

I exclaim as I now too stand up.

The anger is as clear as day in his eyes as is in mine.

It's like fire against ice.

Unfortunately for me, I'm melting and can't do anything about it.

"Roger!"

My mother says as she too slips into the study with my sister in tow.

Just then everything dawns on me.

They knew.

Both of them knew and neither of them had the decency to tell me.

I could have at least been prepared.

"Samantha please"

Almost immediately my mother silences herself but still walks up to my father.

I glance at her with pleading eyes, begging for her to reason with him.

She is my mother.

to

never agree to such

But she remains silent.

to-? I pause as I take in

have to stay

up more and then there will be no negotiations with

At all.

continue my sentence; "Why do I have to marry someone? Someone

business; my father starts out calmly, "You do not have enough practical

I ask in bewilderment.

head in

do I need an outsider to show me these things?

this isn't just me asking for

far more than

daughter have her father to rely upon? "I have other things I

the time to babysit you and show you the ropes.’ My heart breaks at

just maybe, he'd

wants me to, just so

at the

always seem

in the industry.Damien will show you the ropes and he will be a huge step

stand there in

it? This

go to

say something, I need

motivating speech of

feel like doing is curling up into a

my shoulder encouragingly and I finally give

at my father nor my mother and so I let my sister

own self belittlement, it takes a while for me to

whispers as she pulls me

snap out of

and take a seat on the bed, wrapping my arms around myself

so low I

where I'm sitting and kneels down onto the floor

"I knew."

She says.

snap to meet hers, hazel

swirling in them as well as pity

just makes me

adds fuel to

didn't you

I ask sharply.

leans back, stunned at

She hisses back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as

at the same

trying to plead with

than you think you

the side he has specially

do

I say forcefully.

maybe I can convince my own self that I won't

probably just stressed because of work.He'll never

says trying to relax me and

that what she's saying is far

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