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.

has to

never agree to such a

But she remains silent.

I pause as I take in a deep

have to

more and then there will be no negotiations with

At all.

sentence; "Why do I have to marry someone? Someone I have never met? Just the thought makes tears

for the business; my father starts out calmly, "You do not have enough practical knowledge in regards to the business industry: "That's it?

I ask in bewilderment.

his head in acknowledgement

can show me.Why do I need an outsider to show me these things?

me asking for

something far

to rely upon? "I

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

hope, that maybe, just maybe, he'd be

do everything he wants me to, just so I get his

be looked at the

seem

the ropes and he will be a huge step

stand there in

it? This

to

to say something, I need

rattling off into a motivating speech of human rights and

and all I feel like doing is curling up into

my shoulder encouragingly and I finally give

barely even look at my father nor my mother and so I let my

in my thoughts and own self belittlement, it takes a while for

Sarah whispers as she pulls

me snap out of

and take a seat on the bed,

whisper so low I barely

comes over to where I'm sitting and kneels down onto

"I knew."

She says.

snap to meet hers, hazel

remorse swirling in them

makes me more

fuel to the

you tell

I ask sharply.

leans back, stunned at

as sharp— but then composes herself as she takes

to tell you but at the same time I

asks, trying to plead

him more than you

she barely witnesses the side he

can't do this Sarah.I

I say forcefully.

I can convince one person of my strong will then maybe I can convince

probably just stressed because of work.He'll never do something like this, it's probably a big scare just to make you serious about

says trying to relax me and make

she's saying is far from

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