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

would never

But she remains silent.

to-? I pause as I

to stay

rile my father up more

At all.

have to marry someone? Someone I have never met? Just the thought

out calmly, "You do not have enough practical

I ask in bewilderment.

nods his head in acknowledgement but

you can show me.Why do I need an outsider to show me

me asking for his

something far

a daughter have her father to rely upon? "I have

babysit you and show you the ropes.’ My heart breaks

that maybe, just maybe, he'd be there for

me to, just so

can be looked at the

I always seem to

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

stand there in

is it?

to open

to say

rattling off into a motivating speech of human rights and self

doing is

my shoulder encouragingly and I finally

my mother and so I let my sister drag me to wherever she

takes a while for me to realise I'm standing in front of my own

as she

just hearing her voice makes me snap out of the little trance I'm

seat on the bed, wrapping my arms around

whisper so low I

over to where I'm sitting and kneels

"I knew."

She says.

snap to meet hers,

can see remorse swirling in them as well as pity and

makes me more

adds fuel to

you tell

I ask sharply.

stunned at

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

am.I wanted to tell you but at the same

plead with

more than you

the side he has specially reserved

can't do this

I say forcefully.

I can convince my own

some time to relax 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 just to make you serious about the

says trying to relax me and make

what she's saying is far from the

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