IVY POV
I’ve been homeschooled since I was born .
I always asked my parents why .
Why did I have to stay home when my brother Lucas and sister Lucy , the twins got to go to school?
They’d always say the same thing:“it’s for your sake Ivy when you older you’ll understand ”
I never made friends I stayed in my room that was my safe place .
Most times I thought my parents didn’t love me the way they loved Lucas and Lucy .
They’re two years older than me , twins perfect.
They never hurt me , never raised a hand but I never felt their love either .
I have everything I want things Lucy begged for and never got , Lucas and Lucy don’t hate me in my own prospective we don’t fight , we don’t talk either we act like strangers who share a last name .
I feel special but not the good kind more like …………untouchable
There was a time I burned my hands , little coffee splashed on my skin the whole house went into chaos, my mom almost fainted, my dad called the best doctor in the state .
I had no friends so I studied, sometimes I wondered what it means to have friends, a boyfriend ,
I read stories that kept me on my toes , stories with erotic scenes, confusing words like f**k ,p***y , d**k i wanted to know more .
I remember that day mom came home with Lucy from shopping.
I caught her alone and asked , “ mom do you know what spank or kink play means ”
She panicked!!!!!!
How do you know those words?" I was 17
Then she called s female doctor to check me to see if I’d lost my virginity.
The doctor said nothing happened.
After that I was banned from any novel with erotic words .
Mom’s last words before she left my room
“ don’t let your curiosity cause problems in the future, one day you’ll figure all this out just be patient ”
Present time ( currently 19)
I was walking to the library when I heard my father’s voice through the hallway: Lorenzo called today.
My mother answered, her voice resigned: “oh I see so it’s time What did he say?”
I tried to hear more.
Then Lucas spoke behind me.
“Don’t tell me you’ve started eavesdropping on other people’s conversations.”
He startled me.
“I’m sorry,” I stammered. “That wasn’t my intention. I was just curious.”
“Curious?” Lucas looked at me, annoyed.
“I insist you don’t do that again.”
He walked away.
Uncle Lorenzo... what did he say?
I whispered it to myself walking into the library.
My family worships Uncle Lorenzo. His words are law.
I don’t really recall any memory with him.
All I know is that my father and he share the same mother.
Dad is American. He’s Italian.
And most of my birthday gifts came from him.
I’d been in the library for two hours.
It was almost dinner time. I packed up fast. My father hates lateness.
I walked into the dining hall and saw Lucy and Lucas already at their seats.
“Thought you were gonna sleep in the library,” Lucy said, sarcastic.
I walked to my seat and sat down.
Two minutes later, my dad walked in with my mom. They took their seats.
Dinner was served. Everyone ate in peace.
Until Lucy spoke.
“Why does Ivy get a Lamborghini Urus and I don’t? She doesn’t even go out. Talk less drive it. Either give it to me or get me one.”
“Lucy,” my father said, voice hard. “Your uncle bought it for her. So it’s hers.”
“Why her? Why does he always favor Ivy only?”
The air at the dining table went tense.
Even I wanted to know why Uncle Lorenzo favored me only.
WHY ME ?