The Villainess Is Tired

An Awoken Monster

Chapter 40

Ashlyn's POV

"Ashlyn, dear," Someone called from outside the doors, locking me alone. Walls that hid me. I was sitting at the rails of my balcony. Looking at all four moons gathered in order. That knocked continued. It wasn't rough nor violent. At the same time, still, it keeps on knocking but it was soft. I was getting quite annoyed that the person didn't stop thumping. Even so, I stayed cool. Slowly getting off the rails. Walking to the door. Facing it as I open it. Revealing uncle Philip. "You okay?" I nod. I let him enter my door then lock it again. I came back to the rails to sight the moons.

"How's it going?" I asked, I left uncle sit at one of the chairs near my bed. I had already expected him to go to me and he did. He sat beside me. Now, both of us are sitting on the rails. My head is aided by my uncle's shoulder. "Brother agreed. He also said to find you a school but he also said if there's a university or boarding school you want to enter, just say it to me. Coz' I will be the one who will enroll you there. I'm going with you there as your guardian." He exclaims. "I'll tell you when we get there. Let's not bother ourselves with that matter." Uncle was not a problem. It was totally fine actually. We stayed mute for the whole hour. "What happened there? You shouldn't have said those words at elder brother. You've could have talked it out calmly." I did not move nor speak. I don't know what to answer, I don't know what lie can I tell.

Philip's POV

My dearest niece was unfazed. Ashlyn was directly staring at the moons. She hasn't answered my question. I did not want to sound like I'm forcing her to answer if I said to her to answer my question. We are staring wordlessly at the moons. As it turns into a deep ocean blue color. Right, it was the third year. A year where all moons change their color into a sea blue one. "It was the truth, after all, uncle." It was a whisper from her. I glance at her, her eyes are beaming, dull aquatic eyes yet alluring. What did this child experience to think like some adult who experience many things? "Have you ever thought of your real parents? Or maybe your real family?" I wonderingly ask.

I can't seem to see this child as a kid. I shut my eyes. I wish Ashlyn was part of us. It was like yesterday when I remember how I once asked my brother if Ashlyn was Odette's other daughter. He quickly denied it. Because he told me something about Odette, she was part of some village sect where all are identically look alike. Even though they aren't related by blood. I believed his words. But I can't rather believe Odette's words. Ashlyn and Odette are more like mother and daughter. However, that won't mean my thoughts will cross the line between the relationship that we are in now.

My niece slowly opened her mouth, "For me, my mother is always alive even if she died while giving birth to me. The truth is I have an uncle who raised me when I was still an infant. He became both my mom and dad. He was like an ultra-timing person where sometimes he was my dad, my mom, my uncle, my savior, my protector, my playmate, someone who made me happy. And all those years I felt I was special and I was cherished liked I have a family. He was everything I needed. But because of some circumstances, my uncle leaves me at the orphanage. Trust me, I don't hate him for doing that. For six years I lived with him. One year, I was in the orphanage. And four or five years I came to this family. If you are thinking about my father. I rather think he's dead." I stroke her hair. This was the first she opened up with me. I'm glad that it was me. Long story short; Her mother died, his father most probably alive or dead, and her uncle left her. Ashlyn's uncle. By no means, Mia's uncle. A deception of feeling rise through me. I feel like this had happened. Strange.