I parked my car in the parking lot, and as I opened the door, the silence of the house greeted me. I headed straight to my room to change.
Ring~
Ring~
Ring~
"Hello," I said while deciding what sleepwear to wear. "Okay, this one," I said as I picked up the white lingerie.
"Hello, good evening," a drunk man said.
"Tsk, Mr. Drunk Baby? Why the hell are you calling me? I'm tired of your rants about Maddie!" I said as I made my way to the bathroom, leaving my cellphone behind but still on speaker, so I could hear.
"I'm just here to say good evening," he said.
"My evening is not good because you called," I shouted since the bathroom was not far, and my room was small. My house is not a mansion.
"Why shouting? Are you mad?" he said on the phone. I stepped out of the bathroom and turned off the cellphone to end the call since it was getting annoying.
I quickly finished my shower and went down to the kitchen to cook. I called my secretary.
"How's the company?" I said straightforwardly. He was used to it, and yes, he is a boy.
"Still the same problem, Miss Azi," he seemed nervous. My voice wasn't cold, it was just my expression that lacked emotion, but I smiled and laughed, even if only I could hear it.
"Okay, you know what to do with that," I said.
"Yes, Miss Azi," he responded.
I cooked steak for dinner since I was craving for it earlier. After eating and washing the dishes, I went straight to my room to think about what needed to be thought about.
That guy, always calling when he's drunk. Eww. Maybe he got left because he's an alcoholic, but what could be the reason for their breakup? He said he could forget what he saw. So, I think Maddie cheated on him? Arghh, I don't know, and who cares? That's not my problem anymore!
Fuckkkkkk! I can't sleep! And I'm annoyed that I keep thinking about what happened to Sebbie earlier. It's like all the things my dad did to me flashed before my eyes, and I hate that.
***
My dad slapped me. "I disowned you! You're a disgrace!" my dad said angrily, and I was only 14 years old at that time. I'm so grateful to have had a mom who wasn't judgmental, kind, and full of goodness. But unfortunately, she's gone.
I cried and cried, thinking I could ignore everything and hide my emotions, but apparently not.
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Whispers of Deceit
Non-FictionIn the vibrant city of Veridian, Aziana, a rich girl who hides her true emotions, and Sebbie, with a cold personality hiding a missed life, cross paths. Their encounter shatters their carefully constructed facades, unraveling secrets and desires. As...
