Chapter 3

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" Kids this is Alfred"

" Kids this is Alfred"

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^^ Alfred^^

We gave her a questionable look.

She sighed and said" He's the head butler for the royal family of Denmark."

At first, it didn't register what she said. Then I realized that he was my family butler.


" Honey I know what you're thinking right now but please just hear what he has to say."

" Aunty how can I when they refused to believe that I was alive? Initially I felt abandoned by them but I accepted the fact that I was not wanted and now, I'm happy here."

I could feel my eyes burn and my lips tremble.

Aunt Sheila passed me a sympathetic look and said " Honey just hear him out. You may change your mind then."

" I'm sorry. Please excuse me."

saying this I ran into the house and into my room. As soon as I shut the door, the water works started.

I must have cried for a very long time as it was already 3 in the afternoon and, I was famished. I went and washed my face. While I was in the washroom, I heard the door open.

It was Braxton.


" Hey, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

"You know it's not really good to lie to your best friend right. Now tell me how your really feeling."


After a bit of silence, I replied


" I feel like I fell of a chair and hit my head. Like my heart was ripped out from my chest."

" You know till last year when we talked about this happening you would always say you will go home and forgive them. What changed?"

" I would have but with every call that was rejected, I lost hope."

By now, I was ugly crying.

" Why suddenly Brax. They had 2 and a half years to come but they didn't, did they."

" That's why Alfred wanted to speak to you Em. He wanted to clear up misunderstandings. Mum sent him away right now but, he's coming back tomorrow. He did give us a letter and asked you to read it. Apparently it's from your grandfather."


He left the letter on the bed and, told me to come eat the lasagna Uncle Max made or starve. Hearing that uncle max had made lasagna, my mouth watered and I ran to the kitchen like a wolf on a hunt.

Not only did I get mouth watering food but also delectable desert made by Aunt Sheila.

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^^FOOD EATEN BY EM^^

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^^FOOD EATEN BY EM^^





When I returned to my room after a delicious meal, I saw the letter sitting on the bed. I decided to open it because what harm can it do.

I got the familiar smell of Juliet Roses from the envelope. It indicated that whoever wrote this letter must have written it in the garden.


To my Dearest Granddaughter Emily,

If you got this letter it means that your refused to listen to what Alfred has to say. Stubborn just like your father. I want to apologies for all the heartbreak you have suffered. To feel like your family has abandoned you. I am not asking you to forgive us I am simply asking you to understand it from our point of view. When we saw the bodies, the little girls face was smashed up and, she had your jacket on. We even did a DNA test of the blood on the jacket but it seems that your blood was on the jacket due to the injuries you acquired and, we believed that the girl was you.

A few days ago I received a letter from your mothers dear friend in Vancouver. When I opened the letter to read, it was dated back to 2 and a half years ago. Her letter explained how you were still alive and, with a recent picture of your 15th birthday as proof. I immediately made plans to retrieve you the following week and started investigating why this letter wasn't delivered. I discovered that it was lost and was recently found hidden behind a unit.

We all have missed you terribly over the years. After the accident, your brother has never been the same but as soon as he heard that there is a possibility of you being alive we saw a sliver of the old him. We hope that you come home to us but even if you decide to stay there remember that we will always be there for you.

Love always,

Your Grandfather.


Tears were now freely flowing from my eyes. After a very long time, I felt a familiar feeling.


Hope.


My decision was made.





I was going Home.

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