A Will To Complete 《Book I》

CHAPTER I

Lilith POV

Rain

They say it doesn't always mean sadness sometimes it means acceptance, relief, freedom, even happiness.

But for me It only means pain.

The pain of losing my only family Sergei Volkov my father.

His funeral was the longest one. People from around the world came. his allies even used to be enemies came.

I am standing in front of his grave drenched in water not wanting to move because I don't know what will happen next.

Oh yeah. I will take the throne. The throne that I have been living for it. Trained to rule it. Even though it was the root of my trauma.

My head hurts even tho I didn't shed a tear and none didn't threaten to fall. My eyes are dry. my grief doesn't show to the outside I contain it but I know soon I will break

"If you keep standing like this in front of his grave then less of a second you will be in a hole next to him"

"You seem to always have your sense of humor with you, don't you kazimir," I say turning around to face my old childhood best friend.
His brown fluffy hair is well held. And brown chocolate eyes has the same glow making a little bit jealous of how good he is protecting his mentality. That's one thing I failed in.

"ugh I hate that name," he says with a cringing face

"Please don't tell me you still go with that stupid nickname. what was it? honey?"

"Yes, what's wrong with it. it represents me" he says stepping forward putting me under his umbrella

"So you are sticky," I say stepping back letting the rain hit my body

He chuckles "you didn't lose your sense of humor either Hella. come on let's go, there is no purpose of staying here anyway," he says turning walking out of the cemetery.

I sigh having one last look at the grave. Then I follow him.

We walk towards what I think is his car he gets in the driver seat but I don't

I just stand outside of his car in front of the door not moving a muscle.

He slides the window down "are you coming?" he says from his seat. "Where are we gonna go?" I say

"uhhhh to your home," he says confused

"I don't live with dad anymore"

"Oh then where do you live?" he says stepping out of the car talking from the other side.

"I...ahmm...wait do you have somewhere to stay?" I question

"No actually I came straight from the airport I didn't even book a hotel. But it's okay I am sure that there is some hot-"

"Then we are staying at my dad's his place is much bigger than mine," I say sliding in the car cutting him

"Okay then," he says getting in too and driving away

I leaned against the window watching the rainfall.

Five minutes in the drive. And neither of us uttered a word even tho we didn't see each other since the incident.

"So" he started. I looked at him. "Anything new?"

"Kazimir we hadn't seen each other for ten years of course new things happened" I cut him off dryly.

"Well excuse me for trying to start a conversation"

"Then don't. Whatever happened won't make a change if you know it or not." I stroke my arms looking for comfort in the seat.