Before I Fall

Chapter Fifty-one

Her eyes were wide from shock and her mouth became dry. She couldn't speak and she didn't know how to feel. Her body shivered and ran cold not at the sight of her evil mother but at the sleeping little angel she was holding in her arms. Mercer! Morgan wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. She wanted to jump for joy and also scratch someone's eye out but she couldn't speak. Her tongue felt swollen and seemed as if it was blocking her throat. She sat on her bay window in stunned silence with her mouth agape wondering what to say as she looked on her mother's smirk and little Mercer who's head rested on her shoulder. She was dressed in a black sheer gown and robe with feathered kitten heels. Her dark tresses fell in a bundle of huge waves over one shoulder while she balanced the chubby baby on the other. How could she look so stunning at this ungodly hour? Even when she wore no makeup and her hair wasn't perfectly styled, she was more beautiful than ever.

"How did you...?" was the only question she could ask when she finally found her voice.

"That's no longer your concern, in fact Mercer is no longer your concern. I just wanted you to have your last look at him because as long as I breathe, you will never touch my son again." Mignon ended and spun out of Morgan's room with that infamous cackle.

She left just as quickly as she came, like a fleeting moment. Morgan's world had fell out of alignment and was spinning out of control again. Mignon kept making her life a living hell and Morgan couldn't take it anymore. She shouldn't have been surprised that it was Mignon who orchestrated her brother's kidnapping so she could torture her. For all the embarrassment and horror she faced, Morgan wanted to rip her mother's head off and launch it into another dimension. She was finished with the Underworld. As soon as she got her chance, she would leave again and everything else could stay here and burn.

Her mood had completely changed. That long lost dark feeling in the pit of her stomach came back with a vengeance. She had resigned herself to her fate, she didn't think she had the strength to fight but seeing Mercer again reignited something dangerous within her. She had to get out of the palace, but the only way she could do that was when she regained her full strength. Morgan continued to look out over the sleeping city and reflected on the days being locked up in this dull room. There was nothing to indicate that this was a room for royalty. The walls were grey and lifeless like her bedspread, no intricate carpets or pictures, neither were there decorations of any kind. Just four cold walls and a window. The room was also small, much smaller than she had grown accustomed to in the later years but she would bide her time. Her pillows and the hard floor knew her tears well but she refused to shed anymore in this prison cell. Whatever tiny hope she had of Mignon coming around to love her was dashed the moment she dragged her out of her apartment. Morgan only loved her siblings.

Lourdes! The memory of her favourite person came rushing back to her like a flood and she suddenly became worried. Before she was captured, Morgan thought it was so unlike her sister to stay out of contact with her for so long and Morgan wondered if she had returned home. Was she safe? There were so many thoughts running through her mind about her sister, but she had to leave this wretched place first.

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The days were passing by slowly and Morgan was counting each one. She was fed only once per day at her mother's request because she didn't need Morgan over eating before the Summer's Eve Gala. That fucking gala! It was nothing more than a 'welcome back' party for whenever Mignon returned from her travels, usually during in the spring time. Her last vacation however was the longest Mignon had ever traveled because the wench wanted nothing to do with her newborn. Although, her mother wouldn't be as evil as she was if she didn't put a twist on it and punish her own daughter for taking care of her son for months! That cunt!