The Mourning Shadows 1
The sound of of people shouting was heard coming out from a huge mansion at the side of a huge estate.
Although it looked like a peaceful and we'll decorated house from the outside, it was the absolute different in the inside.
"Get out of my house you witch! You have ve finally succeeded in snatching away my daughter's Fiancee huh?" Shouted Mrs. Green as she pushed out a young, slender looking girl into the muddy ground staining her fair skin.
As she landed on the muddy ground, Andrea's head was spinning as she was feeling a so much pain all over her body.
She had even lost Contra of what was evening happening, she had just arrived from visiting her mom at the Asylum, little did she know that she had a bunch of trouble awaiting her at home.
Just then, she saw the brown shoe of the so called man who called himself her father and as she looked up at him.
She caught site of the disgusted and angry look he gave her. Absolutely no father could look at their daughter in such a way.
"F-father!" Andrea called out faintly and hearing that, Greg just spat at her as he then turned around to leave.
"Get the hell out of my house and never return, if you dare set foot here ever again, I will be sure to cute your legs off!"
Said Rachel as she then went into the house Leaving Andrea there in the cold as dirty and cold.
Staring down at herself, Andrea was absolutely speechless. Did she pity herself? No! Absolutely not.
It wasn't like she didn't already know her fate being the illegitimate daughter of the Green family.
Years ago, her mother who was a maid fell in love with her father, the heir to his family's business.
And him Being a deceitful and disgusting man didn't beit an eye to lay with her so much naive mother.
He made the woman fall in love with him to the process that she couldn't live a day without him.
But after sometime she was delivered the news that her so called lover was set to marry the daughter from a rich family and that was "Rachel"
She tried her best but her father still married her and she was the result of such a disgustful relationship.
It felt the universe were trying to make fun if her as droplets of rain dropped on the ground rapidly.
nx before Andrea knew it, it was raining heavily as the droplets of rain landed on her mercilessly, Andrea couldn't help but think how lucky she was.
She was truly unlucky, and just then, her eyes closed slightly as she collapsed hard on the ground.
It was cold.. so cold…
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Opening her eyes a little, Andrea's heart raced as a van screeched to a halt in front of her. Fear gripped her tightly, constricting her breath. She tried to move, to run, but her body felt frozen, paralyzed as she laid on the wet ground.
The doors of the van swung open, revealing a group of masked figures. Panic surged through her veins as they forcefully grabbed her and pulled her inside. Her muffled screams were drowned out by the sound of the van's engine roaring to life.
As the van sped away, Andrea's mind raced with questions. Who were these people? What did they want with her? Was this some kind of twisted retribution for her father's sins?
In the darkness of the van, Andrea's fear slowly transformed into a steely determination. She refused to surrender to her captors without a fight. She would not become a victim of circumstance once again.
Summoning every ounce of strength, Andrea fought against her restraints, her body twisting and writhing in an attempt to break free. It was a battle between her will to survive and the oppressive darkness that threatened to consume her.
Minutes turned into hours as the van continued to speed through the night, its destination unknown. But Andrea refused to give up hope. Deep within her, a fire burned bright, igniting her spirit and fueling her determination.
As the van finally came to a stop, the doors flung open, revealing a dimly lit room. Andrea was dragged out, her eyes squinting against the sudden onslaught of light. Her captors surrounded her, their expressions unreadable behind their masks.
But instead of succumbing to fear, Andrea met their gazes with unwavering defiance. She refused to let them see her vulnerability. She would not be broken.
In a voice laced with both determination and defiance, Andrea spoke, "I don't know who you are or what you want from me, but I will not be a pawn in your game. I am stronger than you think, and I will find a way to escape."
Silence hung in the air as her words echoed through the room. The masked figures exchanged glances, seemingly taken aback by her resilience. And in that moment, Andrea realized that even in the darkest of times, she held the power to shape her own destiny.
Meanwhile,
Driving towards a huge Mansion was a Black car as it then parked in front of the huge mansion.
Emerging from the back seat of the car was a tall man who was dressed in all black as his suite was big enough to show how muscular he was.
He was impeccably chiseled, with a strong jawline that speaks of determination and resilience. His eyes, piercing and intense, hold a depth that captivates all who meet his gaze. They are a striking shade, perhaps a mesmerizing combination of deep blue and emerald green, shimmering with intelligence and a hint of mystery.
His perfectly sculpted eyebrows accentuate his expressive eyes, adding a touch of intrigue to his already captivating countenance. Above them, his forehead is smooth and unblemished, reflecting a mind as sharp as his physical form. His cheekbones are high and defined, casting subtle shadows that further enhance his facial structure.
A straight, commanding nose sits proudly in the center of his face, perfectly proportioned and adding to his overall allure. And when he smiles, his lips curve into a captivating grin, revealing a set of pearly white teeth that radiate confidence and charisma.
And he was no one other than "Logan Blackthorn" the Alpha CEO of Graceland and also the Alpha lord of his park.