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WHEN YOU LOOK at yourself and find how far you came by, how does it feel? Does it make you happy by the number of goals you achieved or failures listed in your academics? Do your parents pat you for your hard work or neglect you?
I never got a chance in my life to vibe up with those certain pebbles in my life. Normalcy was never included in my life schedule. I envied Adeline's mother and the way she loved her daughter, blew over the wounds her daughter got while playing with me, or Carlos's aunt who quietly placed a gift in his cartoon named Santa. Everyone around me was showered with what we call love but it was never me.
I sip the last drop of alcohol and throw it aside and stand turning back to see my mother's grave one last time. I crouch a little and whisper, "Don't worry, your child will accompany you tomorrow." I stumble upon a few stones and giggle as I go to the destination.
I flip the burner phone of Susanne and type to her favorite son- Maxim- Visit your mother one last time, son.
The same text I copied from the early messages and the tracker helped me where Maxim went as I walk to the same place. My car acts like a camouflage behind the bushes. That's when I see him. My fingers curl tightly around the steering wheel as I glare at his loose posture.
Adeline looks behind and flinches back. I squint my eyes at her shuddering figure. "What happened? She startles but pulls her famous I-am-fine smile and I sigh. "I already told you, Ady. You shouldn't have come here with me just because I am here lonely."
She laughs lightly. "Oh come on. Nothing will ever happen to me." She then nears my ear and whispers. "After all, my friend is in the mafia, what will happen to this maid?"
Everything happened.
Starting from her falling for a commoner who lives a normal life to falling in captive with someone I always have my eyes on, Maxim Ivanov, the last to-do list in my life.
No one knew why Maxim was always in my eyesight neither does he but I know.
Rebecca looks warily when I place the bowl of cold water on the table and with a dry cloth rinse it well before putting it on her forehead. She holds my hand, halting my action. "Why are you doing this? Why don't you make your life easier by killing me?"
