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 agree to

But she remains silent.

I pause as I take

have to stay

more and then there will be no negotiations with

At all.

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

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

I ask in bewilderment.

his head in acknowledgement but doesn't say anything

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

isn't just me asking for his

something far more

her father to rely upon? "I have other things

show you the ropes.’

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

wants me to, just so I get his stamp

the

I always seem

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

in complete and utter

this is it?

to

have to say something, I need

However instead of rattling off into a motivating speech of human rights and

I feel like doing is curling up into a

shoulder encouragingly and I finally

look at my father nor my mother and so I

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

Sarah whispers as she pulls me into the

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

a seat on the

whisper so low I barely hear

to where I'm sitting and kneels down

"I knew."

She says.

meet

them as

just makes me more

adds fuel

didn't you

I ask sharply.

back, stunned

hisses back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself

at the same time I

plead with me to forgive

know him more than you think

for Sarah, she barely witnesses the side he has

do this Sarah.I

I say forcefully.

I can convince one person of my strong will then maybe I can

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

me

she's saying is far

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