The Secret Of Vixen Manor

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓

"ʟᴏsɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪs ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ
sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ..."- ʀᴏssɪ ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴏ

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                   Life couldn't get more soulless these days, she can't even recognise my face. There's no use in living at all. "Don't give up your life yet, Ian" Robert tried to reinvigorate my mind all over again as my real name was Ian Van Cruz, none of them knows me as well as Robert nevertheless he might threaten me after all of this end for his benefits. "I mean Rossi no offence" glass flew right on the wall. "Yeah no offence, I tried to aim your head but I missed" there's no use to get mad at him. Every second passed by and Marie is already four years old this year, there's no one left for her besides me.

There's no occasion for her to feel dolour as I do before, it's not her fault her parent is not a loving family as she dreamed to have. A mother who is never by her side and a father who got forged identity, it's not her fault, I shouldn't put her in my place. She won't let me do that to her either if she knows about Marie existence.

"Do you know where Sean is?" since the only ones left in that room is me and Robert which is beyond the shadow of a doubt for me to ask anything that comes up in my mind. "Maybe it's last week that I saw him roaming around Hades Division Club" silent hit us as we think he might bite the dust since we haven't heard about him until now. "It's getting late, Marie must be waiting for me. If you saw him, tell him to meet me at Heathers Bourne whenever he could"

                     As I open the door, Marie is waiting on the stair with her pouty lips and her long thick straight light brown hair with that green eyes remind me of her again. "Is my little princess mad at me again?... Aw, I just bought a new teddy bear for her but she's mad at me. Should I keep it?" Smile bright her face as usual. "No, let me have it... I'm not mad" dimple shown on her right cheek.

"Did you found mommy?"

The only question I can't answer for her. No matter what kind of reasons I gave her, she's getting smart each day. "Why you're not in bed yet? Where's nanny Layla? Didn't she put you to bed?" Putting her on my back as the usual place where she would fall asleep. "I'm sorry Mr Angelo she would sneak out of bed after I tucked her in. She's not like other kids that I babysit before" a proud smile appeared on her lips, Layla is just around my age, we're in our mid-twenties but it's different.

She works to gain money and a bright future and I'm here having money but lose almost all of my happiness, the only remaining is Marie. I trusted Layla to take care of Marie because of the warm smile that she have, passion for her future, the positive vibe around her and the kind-hearted which is how I wish Marie would be as she grows up. 'not like the other kid?' That's not what I want, she's special but I want her to have fun in her life.

"I'm gonna take her to the amusement park tomorrow, could you come with us? Marie would be happy if you could" maybe if I tried to move on things may become normal for us even if everything is fake. Since I ruined my world, creating the fake one might heal the remaining scar. "Seriously? sure. I'm free tomorrow" a lovely smile appear on her lips, tying up her blonde soft hair, her grey eyes are gorgeous but it just feels wrong.