' Sweetie always remember that mommy will always love you'
'Of course mommy, I know that you love me and I love you so much very much'
'Mommy loves you the most'
'I love you the most too mommy!'
' Madison, be a good girl. You can do it, right?'
'Of course mommy. Madison will do her best to be a good girl'
' That’s my sweetie'
'Wait mommy where are you going?'
'I will leave you'
'Mommy?'
'You are a good girl, right? You can live without mommy right?'
'No mommy! What are you talking about?'
'I love you sweetie'
'Mommy no! Don't leave me, mommy! Wait!'
The sound of the alarm clock echoed all over the room which is the reason why I woke up from the dream. I wiped my eyes only to find a sticky area down to my cheeks that is attached to my face.
Did I cried again?
To my surprise, the door opened revealing a servant. She is wearing a maid's outfit. Is she one of the people who work in this house?
“My lady, you are already awake. Would you like to take a bath or a shower?”
Just as I thought, she’s a servant. "I would like to take a warm shower'"Very well, I shall ready the bathroom"
I nodded in response and just look at her. Walking her way to the closet, she revealed a small bag gown and a dress who is placed on the cabinet. So she did ready the things that I will use beforehand. I didn’t bother looking at her and just let myself wipe the dried tears on my face. That dream... I wonder why I had that dream again. I also wonder why I never cried when I was awake. It would be good to see myself crying.
The last time I cried was ages ago. The very first time that my mother cried because of my father.
It was a cold night for it is snowing outside. I can clearly remember how my father pour the cold water into the fireplace.' You never listen to me. You act as if you know everything. Now let's see what you can do if you’re left alone in this cold room on such a cold winter night' The door shut close as my father locked the room. My mother was still inside, she was left in that cold place.'Marriano opened the door!'
' You deserve it Miranda'
I can hear how the loud bang on the door echoed in the hallway. My father put the keys in his pocket, to not let anyone have the power to open that door.
' Father open the door' 'Shut up you brat'' Marriano you can't do this to me''Well then, I just did'
Holding a small brown teddy bear in my arms, it fell to the ground as soon as I ran towards the direction of where my mother is locked on. I can hear how she cried for she is right behind that door. 'Mom, are you alright?' I can hear how my mother sob in tears. How I hated my father for doing that to my mother. I don’t know what was the reason why they quarreled like that but the only thing that I am sure of is that my mother isn't happy about being inside that cold empty room.' Mom don’t worry I will get some help. I will beg Father to open the door’
' No sweetie don’t do it, he would just hurt you'
'But mom it is cold inside, there is no fire in it. I saw father pour something to make the fire run out. Also, it is very cold outside and even inside, it still is. You have no jacket with you, do you?'
My mother didn't answer for she doesn’t know what would be her response to me. The only thing that she wanted to do at this moment is to not let me get worried about her. I was just a small little kid that time, yeah I feel helpless. I feel as if I have no hands or feet to move on my own. It was the very day that I hated my father. He is nice, he is kind but then he sometimes does things that are beyond my understanding. 'Sweetie mommy is alright, you don’t have to worry.
'Mom you don’t have to say such things, stop lying I know you are.
I hold the door that is separating me from my mother. If I can only shatter this door, I would do it. But I have no power to do so. I am not a married child who knows anything but writes and sings…
That night, the only thing I did was to wait outside the door with my eyes crying nonstop. I feel so tired as if all the water in my body rushes out from my eyes. And that was the last day I ever cried, I saw how my mother act when I show her my swollen eyes. 'My lady, the bath is ready' I nodded my head as a response to the maid.Things have been so stressful lately. Maybe a good shower would be nice.
I let myself feel the warm water rushing down from my head, down to my feet.
It is indeed refreshing to take a shower first thing in the morning.
I wonder why I don’t feel uneasy sleeping and taking a bath in this house. I find it funny that I have no sense of danger in every place I go. Maybe that is because I don’t feel like my home is a home for me? Maybe that is why. After taking a shower, I went out and look at the closet. To my surprise, the dress that was hanging on there was gone. Looking at the bed, it was well tidied up. The dress was also lying on top of it. How nice of her. I look at the dress and you can still see the tag on it. I thought it was already used but to my surprise, it was a brand new dress. Did Gavin bought this for me? Well, I bet not.I think he is a guy who has many dresses in his mansion for he slept with many other women. My eyes narrowed as I saw a small note on the box that looks as if it was her phone.Dear Wife,
You have no other belongings with you, if I may say. So make good use of it.
-Your husband, GavinI can't help but let a scowl be seen on my face. He is a real flirt. Isn’t he?I wear the dress and went outside. I just comb my hair and didn’t put an ornament on it. I am a little grateful that he also offered me a comfortable pair of sandals. If not, my feet would bleed from wearing that heels.“My lady, the breakfast is now ready”“Sure” We are on our way to the dining hall. This place is indeed wide. Does he live here alone?
"Can I ask something?"
"Yes madam?""This place is truly... large. right?"The maid nodded her head. She was just leading me to the dinning area but we have been walking for a short while. With that said, this place is not a house but a mansion. Compared to our manor, you can truly see the different of our life to his. Just how rich is he?"Does he lives here alone?"
"Ah, you mean Master Gavin?""Yes"
Is there anyone living here other than him?"He barely went home... madam"Hmm, so she mean to say that, this big mansion doesn't even have a human who lives in it? How about the maids? Surely they live in here. Right?
"That is also why this mansion is always quiet. With Master not using the whole place, there are barely housechores that we maids can do"
"So you don't live in here?"
She shakes her head as an answer. Ah, how I hate my thoughts. I am always wrong.
"That room over there. Why does it have chains around it?"
"Um... Madam that room..." "That room? What?" You can see the hesitation in her face. As if she is thinking about whether she would answer my question or not. "That room is beyond your limits" I was so surprised to hear his voice. Especially when his tone sounds as if I said something that annoys him. "Gavin"“I can clearly remember how I reminded you to not go in those places I forbid you… am I not correct?” His voice was cold but then it turns colder. I can’t remember what is the reason but he did say those terms in the rules he created. That damn HUSBAND of mine… Madison, just… keep it still. You can find your way out of this place. Just believe. “Master Gavin, I shall excuse myself" Gavin just glare at the poor servant. He look at her as if she was some dirty insect who show itself in front of him. “Gavin--" There was a frown on his forehead. I can clearly see that his face turns sour. “We are not that close if I may say. Stop calling me by my name" That was his words. I can’t believe it. He gave me this dress… we kissed in the church! Are we not that clos
I have been thinking about what Gavin said when we had breakfast. It is true that being his wife would benefit me. It would benefit the both of us. I heard that in order for him to inherit the company given to him, he must first get married. The solution he got is… marry me. It is true that he doesn’t care who his wife would be as long as they have a good record and won’t interfere in everything he does. I wonder why he doesn’t have any girlfriend… he is handsome… Ah, right. He is a weirdo that is why. “The maid said that it is the library. Did I head in the right direction?” Looking around I saw a big garden outside the window. But one can comprehend that the garden was no longer lively. There are lots of dried leaves and flowers on the ground. I wonder why… it became like this… Ah, let’s not mind about that. Reading books will help me feel refreshed. I wonder if he has many books. He is rich, surely he has a big library… does he? And there I saw the big door that was place
His eyes are straightly looking into mine. I can feel how deep his breath is. Why is he this close?! "Hey what are you doing?" That is the only thing that I think of to make him stop from doing whatever bad intention he is thinking of doing to me. I unconsciously block his body who's getting closer to mine. I can feel how my hand holds his chest as he tried to corner me into the bookshelf. You can hear how some of the books fall in the ground as I hit it. I tried to grab something that is behind me but to my surprise, it even make me fall. I am not sure whether I should be lucky that he is holding my hands which makes me stay on foot. What is he thinking?? I don't know... My gaze locked in his. Madison keep your cool. Don't get distracted by his face! Surely... he is handsome but... don't! Don't look! Why does he look so much different than he
Defeated, I failed to find that diary.But… I remember that it was here just a while ago. Ahhh, if not for that Gavin… this is all his fault! I walked slightly stumping my steps wanting to release my anger. I feel bad for not finding that diary. While on my way to where my room is, I halted when I saw the chained room.Curiosity creeps inside me.Who would have their door visibly chained? What the hell is in there? It’s not something dangerous, is it? Maybe I can sneak there if I have a chance. That is what I thought but… it would be more scary if I did find something weird on it.I sometimes watch movies like when the protagonist finds a mysterious room inside the killer’s house and ends up having tons of dead bodies in it. Oh, I remember one manhwa about a killer who likes to peel onions so that the smell of the blood will not reek off him. He liked his neighbor who i
“My Family?” I was stunned at his unexpected question. Seriously, did he forget that I don’t regard my father and that Mirranda b*tch as my parents? What family is he saying? Is he an idiot or what? Besides... Are they even qualified to be called a ‘Family’? Especially those mother-daughter b*tch duo who made my life miserable? They started talking down on me. Thinking that they could hurt my feelings. ‘Pathetic. You can’t even do this much?’ ‘Maybe that’s why your mother left you’ ‘What a nuisance’ ‘Why don’t you just die? At least you’ll do something right for once’ Stupid bird brains thought that will hurt me. It didn’t even scratch my heart. They just made it into my nerves and annoyed the hell out of me. Of course, it didn’t stop there. My lovely sister, who was loved by all, acted all pitiful once I fought back. She actually looked stupid than pitiful to me.
I was confused and interested at the same time. Gavin ordered the maids to clean the table and bring out a bottle of wine and some snacks. I waited for him to talk more about this deal he was talking about. He stood up, receiving the bottle of wine and a cart with snacks. He asked them to leave us. “So, you really don’t have a family?” I looked at him as he opened the wine bottle, asking the same question. Why is he asking that so many times? Is he making fun of me? Or… Ah Is he trying to lighten the mood? Because of what happened a while ago? The- The kiss? Oh... I started to smile. &
After a long ride full of thoughts about Gavin being sick, I ended up scolding myself for thinking about him too much. Now, we’re just waiting for our turn to get out. “Don’t be nervous and relax.” He said while fixing his tie. “Well, there is nothing to be nervous about, right?” “Sure. Just be ready to get on stage.” “What? Why?” I asked. He gave me his handsome smile. “Well tonight, my dear, our love will be announced officially. The world will know about the existence of Mrs. Morgan" Huh?! I was about to ask what he was talking about when the door of our car opened and the next thing I knew was that I was being escorted by Gavin inside the event hall. As soon as we entered, most of their attention went to us and I can't help but feel like my knees will soon break down. I didn't know that Gavin it. Well... yes, he do notice it since he was walking beside me. "I thought I told
“Don’t look.” I was shocked when the person covered my eyes and asked me not to look. Right now, I wasn't sure of what to feel. I heard something crashing. A glass falling and shattering apart. Now, it makes me wonder what it is. Still, how weird of me to not be afraid about this person covering my eyes. I wonder why my body just let him. Is he someone familiar? I can hear people’s gasp and ladies’ screams as if they saw something terrifying. Is this person trying to cover my eyes so that I won’t see it? “How awful!” “Who on the earth is that guy?!” “Oh my god!” "Blood!" And yes, some even shouted blood. Is it that brutal? Was it a crime? Did this person really cover my eyes so I won’t see it? How considerate but…. It was somehow familiar. This pattern... this way of covering my eyes... I can't help but remember him