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

never agree to such a

But she remains silent.

have to-? I pause as I take in a deep

have to

I don't I'll only rile my father up more and then

At all.

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

be good for the business; my father starts out calmly, "You do not have enough

I ask in bewilderment.

nods his head in acknowledgement but doesn't

outsider to show me these things? I have you, don't

all know this isn't just me asking for his help

far more

rely upon? "I have other things I need to take care

and show you the

maybe, just maybe,

he wants me to, just so I get

be looked at the same

I always seem

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

to open

say something,

instead of rattling off into a motivating speech of human

shoulders sag in defeat and all I feel like doing is curling up into a

my shoulder encouragingly and I finally give

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

self belittlement, it takes a while for me to realise I'm standing in

she pulls

makes me snap

seat on the bed, wrapping my arms around

so low I

sitting and kneels down onto the floor beside

"I knew."

She says.

meet

swirling in them as well as pity and

just makes

adds fuel to

you tell

I ask sharply.

stunned at

but then composes herself as she takes in

but at the same time I couldn't.You know how Dad

trying to plead with me to

him more than you

she barely witnesses the side he has specially

can't do this

I say forcefully.

will then maybe I can

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

trying to relax me and

I know that what she's

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