His desire

Little Angels, a well known orphanage in the city. Richard Davidson was the founder of this orphanage, because of his kindness a lot of lives were living here like a family. He was one of the richest men in the country. He had opened this orphanage in memory of his late wife, Natalia. The Little Angels, as if the name itself fifteen little angles and four staff members including a young girl were living here. As if any orphanage's rule here also when a child turned eighteen years old they should have gone out and started their life themselves. It's a home for those orphan kids; a real heaven. Their smiles, little cries and big happiness and everything could be felt in every corner of this orphanage. Now it seems like a funeral home. Everywhere was gloomy, sad and emotional breaking. Today an eviction is going to happen within minutes as they were waiting for their new master or the new owner of Little Angels. Richard Davidson passed away a few days ago, and now his son took over the ownership of this orphanage. And he wanted this orphanage evicted as soon as possible, as he was the only son and only heir to all Davidson's property, he had the power to do anything. He had clearly announced that he had no interest in continuing the orphanage anymore, so he wanted to close the orphanage forever and do something with the place. “Make sure you have packed everything,” Daisy yelled to the children, they were busy packing their stuff. Daisy Ashwell, one of the senior most staff members here. She had been working here since the orphanage had started. “And remember one thing that it's going to be the last day of ours being here. So make sure you haven't forgotten anything here---” Daisy's lecturing suddenly broken by another voice; a sweet voice. “Aunt Daisy!” Daisy turned with a genuine smile on her lips as she already knew the voice. And of course, how she could forget the voice. It's her Red's voice; her unborn daughter. “Yes, dear!” Daisy looked to the young beautiful girl in front of her. She was really like a red rose; soft like a flower petal and beauty like a precious angel. Red Ashwell, that's her name. And the Ashwell came from Daisy as she had given her surname when she named her. Red is an eighteen years old girl who has been living here since she was a new born baby. According to the orphanage rules, she must be out by now from here. But the circumstances were quite different in her case. When she hit eighteen years they told her to leave the orphanage. But she wasn't ready and even try to suicide when they strictly told her. After a lot of emotional drama, they decided to keep her here. Though, Daisy didn't leave her. She had a special affection for her. She considered her as her own daughter. “Aunt Daisy, are you sure we have to do this?” Red asked hoping she would change her decision. “Red, what a question are you talking about? Of course, we have to do this. We have no choice left.” Daisy caressed her hair. She knew that her Red didn't want to leave the orphanage at any cost. She had a deep affection for the orphanage and the people who were living here. “No! Never!” Red said stubbornly. “We are not going to leave this place ever. It's our home! We will never go from here.” Daisy smiled at her childishness, she is still a baby. “It's not our home. Today or tomorrow we have to do this.” Red's face fell in disappointment. She knew that they had no right to stay here anymore. But it's her mind never wanted to accept the truth. “But, where would we go? We're homeless, aunt Daisy.” “I don't know, dear.” Daisy said with a heavy heart. “Then, we will ask them sometime for finding another shelter or try to convince them, we have no place other than this. So they should allow us to continue here.” Red said her mind thoughts. She had hoped maybe they would agree to her request. “We are already at the mercy of that great man. But unfortunately he was no more in this world. So we couldn't ask them anymore. And they're already given the notice a few days ago so this negotiation wouldn't make a change in their decision.” Daisy sighed a deep breath as she was hiding her sadness behind her voice. “And who knows what type of person is his son.” “Son? Oh! Our new master!” Red was thinking if she had seen him somewhere. “Who's he? Did you see him before?” “No! I haven't seen him before. Nobody knows anything about him. I just heard that Richard Davidson has a son who is not living with him, and he was separated from his family a longtime ago.” Daisy poured the whatever information she had known about him. “Then, why did he come back? Just to throw us out of our home. What a cruel man he is! I hate him!” Red's hate was clear in her voice towards the unknown person. “He came back for his father's funeral.” Daisy told the angry Red. “Then he shouldn't have been disturbing us. He just goes back to his home when he completes his father's.” Red opted like he would listen to her. “Red!” Daisy called softly as a small kid. How she could convince her. “It's not in our hands what he should do or what shouldn't. And his lawyer clearly said that this eviction must be done today.” “It's not fair!” Red whined like a child. “I know, sweetie. But what can we do....” Daisy turned to other children. “Now everybody goes to the hall and waits for me there.” Children made their way as they were told. Daisy asked Red, “Did you pack everything?” Red shook her head. “Why? They'll be here anytime.” “I don't want to,” Red replied. Daisy cupped her face, “See, we have no voice to argue with him or even ask. However, I will ask them once more.” “Really?” Red's face lit up with a sudden wave of relief. “Yeah, but don't hold any hope. I think he's mean.” Daisy said. “He's mean or meaningless. I don't care. We are not going to leave this place.” Red stormed into her room.