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 do

know she would never agree

But she remains silent.

to-? I pause as I take in a deep

to stay

up more and then there will be

At all.

continue my sentence; "Why do I have to marry someone? Someone I have never met? Just the thought makes tears well up into my

do not have enough practical knowledge in regards to the business industry: "That's it? That's why you're making me

I ask in bewilderment.

his head in acknowledgement but

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

me

far more than

have her father to rely upon? "I have other things I need to take

the time to babysit you and show you the

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

everything he wants me to, just so

looked at the

I always seem to fail

Stryker is a very good friend of mine.His son, Damien, is a very respectable young man and is well known in the industry.Damien will show you the ropes and he will be a huge step in the right direction to bringing more fame to us.’' Without one last fleeting look, my father sits down and resumes filing certain things

stand there in complete

it? This can't

to open my

say something, I

rattling off into a motivating speech of

doing is curling up into

encouragingly and I finally give

my father nor my mother and so I let my sister drag me

in my thoughts and own self belittlement, it takes a while for me to realise I'm

on.’' Sarah whispers as she

hearing her voice makes me snap out

on the bed,

so low I

where I'm sitting and kneels down onto

"I knew."

She says.

eyes snap to meet

remorse swirling in them as well as pity

just makes me

adds fuel

didn't you

I ask sharply.

stunned at my

down Serena.’ She hisses back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as she takes in

wanted to tell you but at the same time I couldn't.You know how Dad is,

plead with me to

than you think you

the side he has specially

do

I say forcefully.

I can convince my own self that

a few days.He's probably just stressed because of work.He'll never do something like this, it's

to relax me and make me

she's saying is

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