I've always wondered if the incident that took place fourteen years ago hadn't happened, hadn't ruined my life, how different my life would've been. Things would've been perfect. I would not have found myself in this state. Now, am suffering the aftermath of that incident.
They say the passage of time will heal all wounds but I find that hard to believe. The pain may fade but scars serve as a reminder of our suffering.
I was left scarred after the incident that took place, that deprived a seven year old girl of her mother and turned her world upside down, her current life, a living hell.
I lived in fear, still do, doubt and the worst of all as a mute. In my darkest hour, I couldn't have been happier to have the support of my family, most especially that of my father's but life could be cruel.
I was abandoned like a broken toy, unloved and scorned by those I once called family. I became an outcast, a burden, a disgrace. The eldest daughter of the Kingsley's could barely utter a word! My father had even lost hope, sided with those parasites called family. He'd moved on and I, his only child became his mortal enemy.
I had inherited my mom's fortune. She was a billionaire and had bequeathed everything to me, having excluded my father and his family from her will. Definitely another reason I was loathed.
They lived at my expense. They knew in their hearts that they were bathing in luxury due to my condition. Nevertheless, they treated me with unconcealed contempt, insulted me and used every opportunity to humiliate me.
I was on my own, broken and defenceless. They used that little knowledge against me. I could've driven them away but I didn't. Where would they go? And how could I possibly do that to Skye?
Skye. My adopted sister who loved me and treated me like a human being. I love her tremendously and would defy the heavens if it meant seeing her happy.
If that incident had never occurred, perhaps my life would've been perfect but with no Skye. So even as I cannot change the past nor predict the future, I live in the present, embracing the inevitability of change and looking forward to what the future holds for me.
After all, I'm just a mute.
