HIS VICIOUS LOVE

unexpected guest

Emma's POV

A pleasant Sunday morning with the melichrous harmony of chirping birds It was winter, with little drops of snow covering all the yard, filling the yard with white snow. It felt like nature had covered itself in white sheets. which was looking ethereal. Well, winter is my favourite season. I have a special fondness for winter, as I love to relish the coldness of the winters.

Well, today is Sunday, which means it's family time. It was decided by dad that Sunday should be family day-no work, no excuses. And who wouldn't love to spend time with our family? And who doesn't like Sundays? Well, Sunday is my favourite day, not because it's a holiday but because I get the chance to spend more time with family. The whole day we just watch movies, have some small talk regarding our work, and, not to forget, eat a lot of delicious food made by mom. Today was also no exception.

It was 8 a.m. in the morning. Mom was in the kitchen preparing for our breakfast, and dad, as usual, was sitting in the small garden area behind our house. reading his newspaper. It was his daily routine. It was his favourite area, as he loves to spend time with his precious little saplings.

Well, it was my favourite place too. as I love gardening. Dad and I have planned so many plants of flowers and some fruits here, and we both love to take care of those plants.

I was standing at the door of our garden area, enjoying the hot coffee and watching the beautiful scenery in front of me. Our small garden was covered with white snow, and the place looked ethereal with white snow covering the whole area. the cold breeze of winter blowing, making the atmosphere more cold. I could feel its coldness even after covering my whole body with warm clothes. I took a sip of my coffee, and immediately my face scrunched. feeling its bitter taste on my tongue. Well, I'm not fond of coffee that much, but sometimes it's okay to taste something different. but I guess it's a bad idea. I think I would never like coffee as much as other people do.

Keeping the mug aside, I decided to look for Mom. She was still in the kitchen, preparing our breakfast. Hannah would join us soon, as the queen was still busy in her beauty bath. This girl is really something. Walking through our living room, I went to the kitchen, only to see mom still busy with her cooking. I offered her help, but she threw me out of the kitchen, saying you would make my work double as my past experience with kitchens was not something to be praised.

I decided to make cake for everyone, but the idea turned out to be a bad one as I burned the whole cake, along with making the condition of the kitchen worse. The whole kitchen smelled like burned cake for at least two days. Since that day, my mother has never let me enter the kitchen. To do anything related to cooking, she only allowed me to chop the veggies or make salads.

Walking out of the kitchen, I headed towards the living room. Sitting on the sofa, I turned on the TV and watched some news on it. but my mind wasn't paying attention to the content displayed on the large box. Memories of past events started flashing in my mind. how terribly he humiliated me in front of everyone. how he threw me out of his building in front of everyone like trash I'll never forgive him for that! Never!

I hope soon he will know Lia's true colours. Soon her real face will revel in front of his eyes, and even if it doesn't, I don't care. I don't want whatever Lia had planned for him to happen, but God forbid if it really happens, he will be solely responsible for it, as I warned him with everything, but he didn't believe me. I don't even want to see his face again. He has lost all the respect I had for him in my heart. Because of him, I had to lie to my parents, and I still have not told my dad what his most admired , Pesron. The person whom he respects and idolises so much has treated me like trash and thrown me out of his office. fired me from my job. Yes, I have not told him anything, as I don't want him to take unnecessary tension and worry. He's already suffering from a heart problem. I don't want to put him under any stress, as I know hearing all these will make him restless. I just made the excuse that I had resigned from my job because of personal reasons, and he didn't question my decision.