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

But she remains silent.

to-? I pause as

have to stay

don't I'll only rile my father up more and then there will be no negotiations

At all.

someone? Someone

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

I ask in bewilderment.

nods his head in acknowledgement but doesn't say

an outsider to show me these things? I

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

something far more

rely upon? "I have other things I

show you the ropes.’ My heart breaks at

hope, that maybe, just

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

can be looked at the same way he does my

I always seem to

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

there in complete and

this is it? This can't

go to

have to say something,

instead of rattling off into a motivating speech of human rights and self independence, a

I feel like doing is curling up into a ball and crying for a whole entire

shoulder encouragingly and

even look at my father nor my mother and so I

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

she

snap out of the

her and take a seat on the bed, wrapping my arms around myself

low I barely

sitting and kneels down onto

"I knew."

She says.

meet hers,

remorse swirling in them

makes

adds fuel to the

didn't you

I ask sharply.

leans back, stunned at

She hisses back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as she takes in a deep breath and shakes

at the same time I couldn't.You know how Dad is, don't

trying to plead with me to forgive

know him more than you think you

barely witnesses the side he

can't do this Sarah.I

I say forcefully.

of my strong will then maybe I

Know.Just give dad 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

trying to relax me and make me calm

that what she's saying is far from the

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