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

know she would never agree to

But she remains silent.

I pause as I take in a deep

have to stay

I'll only rile my father up more and then there

At all.

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

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

I ask in bewilderment.

dad nods his head in acknowledgement but doesn't say

outsider to show me these things?

me asking for his help

far more

father to rely upon? "I

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

just maybe, he'd be

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

can be looked at the same way he does my

seem

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

stand there in complete and utter

is it? This

go to

say something, I

into a motivating speech of human rights and self independence, a hand settles onto

and all I feel like doing is curling up into a ball and crying

encouragingly and I finally

father nor my mother and so I let my sister drag

self belittlement, it takes a while for me

as she pulls me into

me snap out of the little trance I'm

seat on the bed, wrapping my arms around myself for

so low I barely hear

where I'm sitting and kneels down onto

"I knew."

She says.

snap to meet hers,

them as well as pity and

just makes me

fuel

you

I ask sharply.

back, stunned

back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as she takes in a

to tell you but at the same time I couldn't.You know

plead with

than you think you

witnesses the side he has specially reserved

can't do this

I say forcefully.

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

few days.He's probably just stressed because of work.He'll never

says trying to relax me and make

know that what she's saying is far

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