Chapter 15: Dreams Covered in Darkness
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Lucy's POV
Last night, the dream came again, even more terrifying this time. The one which takes me far, dragging me back to places I know nothing about.
I saw my parents' vision, and this time, it wasn't just the faded ones I have of them; neither was it in pictures I hid under my bed. They were real, and the vision was very clear. They appeared to me bearing heavy secrets clouded in darkness.
“Lucy,” my mother had started, her voice still tiny as always, like someone afraid to speak out loud. “The truth has been hidden for long, but it's time you get ready to face it.”
Ready to face what exactly? That question had been ringing repeatedly in my head, crying out loud for an answer.
Here’s the puzzle I'm yet to understand: how on earth will I be able to explain that I am supposed to be the heiress and a powerful and wealthy one in a known influential dynasty? A family line which, from investigation, is said to be extinct. But… nothing they said was adding up.
How can they both claim that I am an heiress to a wealthy dynasty, and to worsen it all, I don't even recoil from having such a life before? There were no traces of living or owning a mansion, nothing luxury, even jewelry. Just emptiness.
My parents narrated that they planned to tell me all I needed to know, but that would have been when I turned 25. They claimed they wanted it to be my birthday gift on my 25th birthday but could not fulfill that wish.
But they live to give me what they had in store for me. They had journeyed beyond. Gone before I could even get a glimpse of what was supposed to be mine.
And I’m right left here, wallowing in pain when I would have been enjoying. Everything was already getting me pissed off, constantly wearing me off.
What did they benefit from withholding such vital information from me when they were alive? Why will keeping it a secret be part of their plan? Why leave it until the 25th birthday? What's so special about that number? And most importantly, why did they keep me in the dark until now?
If this wealthy dynasty was real, why does my life not reflect anything like it?
I couldn't stop myself from reflecting on all the strange happenings around me, even down to the many files containing my name on them and old letters with strange signatures.
Everything gave me the feeling that my story was being erased from my memory like I was living another person's life.
And right now, from all the happenings around me, the c**k seems to be ticking for something great and heavy. The closer I draw to the mystery behind my life, the tougher it gets, and I feel the watchful eyes of enemies on me.
Could this have a connection to my parents' disappearance? Did they do everything for my safety, or were they just hiding their secret?
I have no idea if I could trust anyone anymore.
But one thing is sure: many mysteries are yet to be revealed.
And to think that I’m ready to embark on any journey, no matter how deep or if it would lead me to darkness.
All I wanted and needed was something that would lead me to the truth, to truly discover who I am.
And to do that before it’s too late.
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I sat down quietly by the window, I was very lonely and bored to death. I sat staring out at nothing in particular, though my gaze was on the darkening sky, when suddenly, one of the maids, Amara, appeared and interrupted my thoughts.
“Miss Lucy, dinner is set and calls for your attention. Lady Vivian also asked me to inform you to dress up first before coming down for dinner, as there will be an important guest tonight."
I gave a single nod to all she said, forcing a small smile. “Thanks, Amara. I’ll make sure to get down soon.”
She hesitated after observing my countenance and took a few steps closer, and in a low tone, she began. “I hope everything is going well, Miss? I noticed you seemed a bit off and distracted lately.”
I glanced at her, totally surprised and shocked. “Distracted, how's that possible? Maybe I am; I guess I need to address a lot of issues on my mind.”
She nodded like she understood what I was going through. “I heard Lady Vivian complaining about the same thing; she's also greatly worried about you. She believes you should rest more.”
Rest, why rest? That word alone seemed new for the few days I've stayed here. Especially the recent happenings. How was I supposed to rest when, after all, I did for my brother Eli to survive, he was still struggling with his life? There haven't been any improvements to show that my efforts won't be in vain.
“I wish I could forget everything and concentrate on myself,” I said softly. “But since the incident of signing the contract, I haven’t been allowed to check how he's faring in the hospital."
Amara was shocked to hear that. “Really, such a thing happened? That was indeed harsh.”
“Ryker insisted his heir is special and never be allowed to be nurtured outside the pack or any environment that would not be healthy but hazardous to him. He claimed the contract does not permit me out or to freely move." I shrugged on remembering all he said. “I don’t even know what to think again. It gave the feeling of a slave, more like a caged person.”
Amara frowned on hearing that. “I don’t appreciate seeing him treat you in a certain way lately. You should at least try to talk with Lady Vivian if you feel trapped or held against your wish.”
I bite my lip, a bit conflicted on what to do. “I don’t even think I'm in the right mind to trust those around me, especially when I don't belong here."
Amara smiled softly on hearing that. “Sometimes, and even with a high occurrence, the devil you know is way better than the angel you are yet to know.”
Her words came to me unexpectedly, hitting me harder than I imagined. Maybe this could be why I kept giving Ryker the benefit of the doubt, not minding all he did to me. Or was it because of what I stand to lose if I don't keep to my own side of the bargain? Or do I really have a choice other than to comply?
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