ೃ⁀➷ satosere
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Serena Yvonne ─ an innocent and beautiful french rose that had lived her childhood inside the walls of the orphanage, finds her life turned upside-down when she is forced out of her so-called home alongwith her best...
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ASH
"I thought you were going to explode like a nuclear bomb" Paul remarked casually as Ash stopped in middle of the secluded foyer. "I had never seen you so angry."
"I don't know Paul" Ash muttered in an uncharacteristic manner. "It just - I felt like I was taken back in the past; when people used to treat my mother the very same way I saw Lillie Aether getting treated. Like just because they are women, they are at the mercy of other people."
"And the worst thing?" Ash turned to look at Paul in the eye. "It always always come from the people at home."
Paul looked his away, his eyes downcast. He knew which incident Ash was referring to.
Ash's mother, Delia, had always been strong enough to stand against the stereotypes of her friends and family. Even when she was weighed down by the grief of her husband's death, she still gathered every bit of her willpower to build a business empire.
Unfortunately, Paul's mother couldn't ever be like Delia. Despite being a highly successful and respected woman in the society, she had to endure the ill-treatment of her orthodox Japanese in-laws.
In the end, she had become a hollow shell of what used to be a woman full of dreams and aspirations.
"I know the best" Paul kept a hand over his throbbing temples. Then he lowered his arm, as a thought occured to him like wind "But is that the only reason why you were so angry?"
Ash stared at Paul.
They both knew why he was mad.
A minute of silence felt like eternity to Ash. He kept lying to himself all the time or maybe, he just didn't wanted to believe it. He didn't wanted anything to change, except it had to change.
There was no middle ground for Ash and Serena. When Delia comes back, he will have only two choices. Either to let go or let her go.
His throat had never felt so dry. He thought he had become good at overcoming difficult situations after his father's death. After all, what was more difficult than getting over the daunting image of one's father's lifeless corpse?
"You -" Paul started when suddenly he was interrupted by another voice.
"Mr. Ketchum! Mr. Shinji!" Lillie's voice reverberated as she ran towards them. She stopped right in front of them, catching her breath.
Paul turned his attention to the pretty blonde. Ash's gaze lingered a second longer on Paul's back of the head before he looked away. He had never been so glad to be distracted.
