EVERYTHING AMARA HAS
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It was Monday morning, the day Her father Richard, asked her to join him for her first full day of meetings.
“Are you ready?” he asked as they walked into the executive floor.
Amara adjusted the sleeve of her blazer.
“I suppose I'll find out.”
Richard glanced at her.
“You're nervous.”
“A little.”
“Good.”
She looked at him.
“Good?”
“It means you understand that it matters.”
Amara gave him a faint smile.
Her father had always been like that. He rarely offered reassurance when he thought someone needed confidence. Instead, he expected them to find it themselves.
The first meeting lasted nearly two hours.
Amara mostly listened.
The executives discussed a hotel development, an investment proposal and the company's plans to expand into another city. She took notes and asked questions whenever something wasn't clear.
Nobody treated her like a child.
That surprised her.
She had expected people to be dismissive because of her age, but most of them seemed genuinely interested in hearing her thoughts.
At the end of the meeting, Richard turned toward her.
“What did you think?”
Amara looked through the documents again.
“The hotel project is too expensive.”
One of the directors raised an eyebrow.
Richard leaned back.
“Why?”
“The location.”
She pointed to the proposal.
“The area is developing, but not quickly enough to justify the projected returns. They're assuming the surrounding businesses will grow within two years.”
“And you don't believe they will?”
“Not at that rate.”
The director looked at the figures.
Amara continued.
“If we're going to invest that much, we should choose a location that's already generating traffic rather than hoping it will.”
Nobody spoke for a moment.
Then Richard nodded.
“She's right.”
The director looked at Amara again.
“I'll have the numbers reviewed.”
Amara thanked him.
She didn't say anything else.
But as they left the room, Richard placed a hand briefly on her shoulder.
“You did well.”
“Thank you.”
“You'll be attending the next meeting.”
“Of course.”
“And the one after that.”
Amara stopped walking.
“You're serious.”
“Very.”
She looked down the long corridor.
For the first time, the future her father had always talked about didn't feel so distant.
She was being prepared to take over.
Not someday.
Now.
Victoria had been waiting downstairs.
She had come to the building to meet her mother, who worked as the head of HR department. but when she saw Richard and Amara walk into the lobby together, she remained where she was.
Amara was speaking to her father.
Confident.
She belonged there.
An employee passing by smiled at her.
“Good morning, Miss Vale.”
Amara returned the greeting.
Another person approached.No one paid her any attention. Like she wasn't there.
All everyone could see was Amara.
“Miss Vale, your father's assistant said you needed the financial report.”
“Thank you.”
Victoria watched.
It wasn't unusual.
She had seen it countless times.
But something about that morning felt different.
Amara was no longer seen simply as Richard Vale's daughter.
People were beginning to recognize her as his successor.
That distinction bothered Victoria more than she wanted to admit.
-
“Victoria.”
She turned.
Amara was standing in front of her.
“You've been waiting long?”
“A little.”
“Why didn't you tell me you were coming?”
“I didn't know if you'd be here.”
Amara smiled.
“I've been here since eight.”
“I heard.”
There was something different about Victoria's tone.
Amara noticed.
“Are you okay?”
“I'm fine.”
“You've said that a lot lately.”
Victoria smiled.
“Maybe because I am.”
Amara studied her for a moment.
Victoria looked perfectly normal.
Her clothes were neat, her hair was styled in the same hairstyle she had worn at the Dinner , slightly similar to hers. and her expression was calm.
Yet Amara couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“All right.”
Amara didn't push.
She had always respected people's privacy.
Besides, Victoria was family.
If something was wrong, she trusted her to tell her eventually. After all they grew up together.
they had never been that close, but she believed She was one of the persons Victoria could confide in.
-
That evening, the family gathered for dinner.
Richard spoke mostly about work.
He seemed pleased with Amara's progress and told Elena about the meeting.
“She caught a problem in the hotel proposal.”
Elena smiled proudly.
“I knew she would.”
Amara lowered her eyes.
“You both make it sound like I did something extraordinary.”
“You did,” Richard said.
Across the table, Victoria said nothing.
Carol noticed.
She looked at her daughter.
“What's wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“You've barely eaten.”
“I'm not hungry.”
Carol glanced briefly at Amara.
Then back at Victoria.
“You should be proud of your cousin.”
Victoria looked up.
“I am.”
Carol smiled.
“Of course you are.”
The words sounded harmless.
But Victoria heard what was underneath them.
Your cousin.
Always her cousin.
Never her.
Carol continued eating.
“You know, Amara has always been very fortunate.”
Amara looked up.
“Mom says that all the time.”
Carol laughed softly.
“It's true.”
Victoria remained silent.
Carol didn't say anything more.
-
Later that night, Victoria sat alone in her bedroom.
Her mother's words replayed in her mind.
Amara has always been very fortunate.
Victoria opened her phone.
There were photographs from the dinner.
Amara sitting beside Richard.
Amara smiling at Elena.
Amara being praised for her Exceptional work.
She scrolled through them.
Then she opened social media.
There were photographs of Amara at charity events.
Articles about the Vale family.
Stories about the future of Vale Holdings.
Everywhere she looked, Amara's name appeared.
Victoria locked her phone.
She walked to the mirror.
Her reflection stared back.
She looked at herself for a long time.
Then she whispered,
“What does she have that I don't?”
The answer came easily.
Everything.
And a place in the world that seemed to have been reserved for her from birth.
Victoria looked away from the mirror.
For years, she had convinced herself that she didn't care.
Now she wasn't so sure.
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