THE BILLIONAIRE’S PERFECT LADY

Every thread pulled tight, accompanied with by the silence of concentration that determines the life of a soul, the only sound that could be heard is the beeping sound of the heart monitor. “Forceps” , ordered the surgeon in a calm and firm tone. It was going well till it was not, the tension suddenly rose, causing alarm , the beep of the heart monitor began to fail, the lines on the screen showing George’s heart beating away. The surgical team responded by applying pressure to the bleeding area, using clotting agents,transfusing blood, and trying their best to keep them alive. Outside the ICU, the tension was visible, some men could be seen tapping their feet on the ground. She glared around , staring at their faces that were busy with fear and anxiety, everyone was to busy with their feelings to pay any attention to her, her bandaged head hurt, she ran away from the nurse attending to her to search for her parents and seeing her family here, including those she had never seen before, she knew her parents are inside the ICU undergoing surgery. She held hands together praying for their survival. “ Why would mum hate them so much they look so worried “, Mary said to herself after saying her prayer. Her mum wouldn’t allow her to visit any of their family members, and she would fight with her husband countless times that he should leave them, it always made her think they were bad people but looking at them now , how worried they look and how anxious they were, she told herself that when her parents come out, she’d tell her mum how much “ her dad family’s care* for them. Just then, the operation room opened and the team came out, all of them jumped on their feet upon seeing the doctors and immediately rushed to them. “Doctor how was it ?” , A man mary later got to know his name to be Timothy asked eagerly. The doctor sighed and looked at them, Mr George was a strong and brave man , and we tried all our best…”, “Mr George? Dad? What of Mum?”, she asked but nobody answered her or even acted like she was there. “ Cut the crap and tell us how it went”, another man said, “ I’m sorry, but we lost him ,” he said dejectedly, “ Does that mean the wife is dead and you couldn’t save the husband?”, Priscilla asked, “We are so sorry” they offered their sincere apology before walking away. Everywhere became hot, blurry, tensed and shivering in shock on hearing that her mother died on getting to the hospital and the message of her father passing during surgery which hit her like a ton of bricks, leaving her trembling and overwhelmed with grief. She felt dizzy and looked up at her family to ask if all she heard was true and if she was dreaming as she had hoped but shockingly to her, she saw smiles on their faces. Smiles and not grief and the truth hit her, she was now all alone , they were not family, they were enemies. Tears streamed down her cheeks tasting like salt and her eyes became more hot. She collapsed to the ground in despair, buying her face in despair , burying her face in her hands. She had lost everything dear to her and was now a drift of loneliness , lost like a *bird* without a nest. “ Shouldn’t we be crying? At least pretend to be”, priscilla said , “ That’s true,at least for the sake of the little girl here” , pascal supported, “ Do I look I care? You have no idea of how happy I am that i***t is gone, now all shares are ours “,Blake picked his ear nonchalantly, Don’t say that, we can’t let the world point fingers at us “,Priscilla whispered into his ears, “Right “, he accepted,” so what are we going to do about her “, Blake asked pointing at the little girl crying on the floor, “We will take charge of her “, Priscilla quickly said getting an instant glare from Blake, “ What are you doing?” “What else ? She’s your brother’s daughter so of course we should take care of her”, “No we can’t “, Blake said. “Why can’t you ? Your wife already volunteered and I don’t think there’s anybody else who is willing to take the responsibility, “ Priscilla said and gave a smile. Blake was pissed, “what are you doing? “, He yanked his hand free from Priscilla ,looking so angry,” are you sure you want to take responsibility?”, “Responsibility for what?”. He furrowed his brow getting confused, “You just said we should take care charge of the girl”. Priscilla laughed,” doesn’t mean I’m going to take care of her , have you thought of her parents’ properties and shares, where should all George’s wealth go?” He reasoned with what she said and shook his head grinning, “ you’re such a smart and intelligent woman, I never thought of that “, “Well…. I did “Okay then”,he pecked her and turned to the girl ,”Hey…. What’s her name?” , He turned to Priscilla and asked, “ You don’t even know your brother’s daughter’s name”, she chuckled and shook her head pathetically at him. “Not like I care “, “I think it’s Mary, Crying bitterly on the floor , hearing everything they were saying, now she understood why her mom hated them so much and she wished a stranger somewhere would come and take her away , anywhere but away from them. But no one came. “ Hey Mary!” , she had her name, with tears in her eyes and mucus coming out from her nose , she looked up and saw the disdain in their eyes , “ can you run? They asked the least of question she would ever expect. Why are they asking her that? What for? She didn’t realize it was a question of the beginning of her life of suffering . It was the question of the beginning of her nightmare, she thought that night would be her worst night ever but she wrong, the worst night had just begun. In the worst way, she knew of question it was , it was a question that questioned was truly fair. If yes to what extent?