Fated

Chapter 2

The day finally came, the rays of the sun penetrated the room bringing me back from the darkness. After hours of crying and screaming, I was finally calm. I was sitting on my bed facing my mirror looking at my own reflection. The image that I saw in the mirror saddened my heart. I looked so pathetic and miserable.  I looked pitiful and just the thought that people could see this side of me that was so fragile and vulnerable made me sick. I was a complete mess. 

My face was quite pale as if I was sick. My big hazel eyes were red and puffy due to the hours of crying. I had dark circles around my eyes making it obvious that I had a hectic night .My lips were dry and cracked and my long black hair was a mess. I sighed. I took a look at my phone, it was 6 in the morning. I got up from the bed and went in my bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped from my clothes. My muscles relaxed as soon as the hot water touched my skin. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the hot water running all over my body. That feeling made me feel so peaceful. It eased my mind from those torments. After I was scrubbed, shaved and scented, I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a soft and black fluffy towel. Black was my rfavourite colour.

I walked to my dressing room which was at the other end of my room. My closet was full of designer's clothes and accessories, I loved clothes so much. Looking stylish from head to toe was a must. Since my childhood, I was very fond of shopping and fashion.  It warmed my heart and lifted my spirit. I finally chose to wear a black fitting teal dress that stopped right above the knees. It was a strapless dress that accentuated my boobs perfectly. That dress enveloped my curves so gracefully and fitted me so well. The dress hugged my tiny waist, moving down to hug my hips and round butt. God blessed me with a marvellous hourglass figure. I put on a small silver chain with matchings earings and my silver watch. I stopped by the vanity and apply some make up. I decided to go with a natural look. I apply some mascara and eyeliner just to accentuate my large hazel eyes. I applied some nude matte lipstick to my plump and pouty lips and a touch of blush just to add some panache to my look. I put on my brown heels and stopped by the large mirror and looked at me.  I was stunning and my tan skin was glowing. My long, black wavy hair was down to my waist. "Well, I'm done", I sighed. 

I grabbed my favorite channel bag and headed downstairs. I had enough time for my breakfast before I had to leave for work. I headed to the kitchen where Stella was making the breakfast. As soon as I entered the kitchen,  a delicious smell hit my nose and overwhelmed me. My mouth was watering just at the sight of those soft and fluffy pancakes, topped with honey, butter and some fresh strawberries. I rushed to the plate that was on the kitchen counter and took a big and flavourful bite of these yummy pancakes. "Hmmmm those pancakes are the fluffiest that i've ever had" I happily said to myself while doing a happy food dance. I loved food so much and was not ashame to say it. Eating was a hobby for me. Whenever I was happy, sad or stressed, I used to eat.

"I've never seen someone else get happy over breakfast like you." Stella said while letting out a small laugh. I almost forgot that she was in the kithen. I looked up and saw Stella with an amused face, having a hard time to supress a laugh.I shyly smiled at her as I felt a little embarassed. I got off my stool and kissed the back of her hand. 

"That's beacause your cooking tasted like heaven, it's not my fault." I replied with a pout.

"Then how come you are not the size of a whale?" She teasingly asked while staring at me.

"Maybe I'm blessed by God himself." I jokingly replied while fluttering my eyelashes. It both made us laugh out loud.

Stella made my day. She was dear to me. She was the only person that was allowed in my life. She was the one who took care of me after I was sent to the psychiatric center after that scary night. She was like a mother to me. She was the one taking care of the house, handling all the responsibilities and dealing with the employees. I didn't have to worry whether the employees were doing their job right. Though I proposed to hire a housekeeper as she was now in her late fifties. She had grey hairs and furrowed forehead. She had small wrinkles around her small grey eyes yet she was always wearing a bright smile that could made my day. Whenever I brought this matter on, she would refused and insisted that she was still fit for duty. I would have still been in this horrible center if she was not there.

My phone suddenly buzzed bringing me back to reality, I took a look at it. It was a message from Leo telling me that he was waiting for me at the restaurant. When I realised that it was already 9, my eyes went wide like cherry pies. " s**t I'm going to be late for the meeting" I squeaked.

Stella shot daggers at me and said, "Excuse me young lady?. 

"Sorry Stella," I whispered while I kissed her on the cheek. She kissed me back and gave me my bag.

"Love you darling and be cautious while driving," she said with a big hearty smile. With that, I rushed to my car and soon I was driving to work.