Part 20

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PART 19

The next day after my conversation with Michael I was released just as he promised.My family came to pick me up and I couldnt help but notice how everyone was talking to me so sweetly..sweeter than usual and all were being super careful around me making sure I have everything and dont feel discomfort.Somehow I felt like i was being treated like a doll..a fragile one at that and I didnt like it but my parents wouldnt have it any other way so knowing that arguing with them would be useless I just let them take care of me after making a menthal note ty myself to ask them about Ash as soon as we arrive at their house.Soon my parents house came into view and I sighed loud...the place were I had grown up was in front of my eyes..the place which I used to call home now stands in front of me like a strange place.. giving me the uneasy feeling of being away from my real home..the one in swizerland..and now I couldnt help but compare..the situation of me rn with my parents house is the same as mine with ash..he probably sees me as a stranger too..me..the person that till yesterday he called home.HOME-that warm place everybody wants to go after a exhausting day..after a long trip..after a wild night..we may travel a lot and visit many beautiful places..but none of them will ever feel like our true home..we may go away all day and stay in different houses..but at the end of the day..we still turn where we belong..Home.

After 10 minutes of me arguing with the guards and them having none of it..I gave up and just let them carry my luggages as I went inside.Immediately I was met with the wonderful aroma of different dishes which made my mouth water since it had been 5 days since I had ate only hospital food which i personally hate.

My feet brought me by itself in the kitchen where I find all the maids cooking and cleaning in rush.

"Hii!":-I said a little bit excited.

Me and all the maids of this house have always been good friends.

I found it relaxing for my nerviousness since they were easy-going people and not rich spoiled ones..so we spended a lot of time together back then and since it has been years since i have seen them I coulnt help but think if they have forgot about me.

But as soon as I talked all the maids stopped what they were doing and turned their heads towards me.I noticed the number of them grew up and there were some new faces which I hadnt seen before but the most important person i was searching for stand there in the middle of them while wiping the sweat from her forehead with a small towel she was holding in her hand.

"Martha!":-I screamed in a excited tone and rushed and hugged her.Martha is the oldest maid here..she works from 20 years from our family and has proven her loyalty many times making her part of our family.She used to be my babysitter and I grew up with her and couldnt help but see her as a motherly figure.

"My my look at you young lady..for a second I thought you had forgot your way back home.":-she exlaimed her tone full of sassines..she is a sassy queen I will give her that.

"Aww Im sorry I swear I have been so busy but anyways Im back here for some time..so how are you doing ladys?":-I asked while turning my attention to the rest of the maids.

Those who knew me replied with"Good Laura!" Since I demand to be treated equal with them and those who were new replied with "Good miss thank you."while bowing their heads in unison.

"Oh stop this nonsense..its Laura to all of you.";-I replied nervious.

Sensing my discomfort Martha dragged me away of the kitchen leading me to the living room while asking me about different things.

"So..do you have a boyfriend?":-Martha asked with hopeful eyes after a while.

"Umm no!":-i mumbled nervious and her question reminded me of the the one i wanted to make to my parents.

"Still not":-I added after and just like that after Martha brought me to the table where we were having breakfast and after bowing her head to my family in a respectful manner despite my disliking..she left.

"So..what did you mean by Ash doesnt know?.."i asked.

Now I dont beat around the bush..do I?

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