Falling for Midnight

Chapter Seven

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. 

Most people exist, that is all."

– Oscar Wilde

I slowly backed away as I couldn't bring myself to believe what I was seeing.

This can't be happening...

''I need.....I need to go..'' I mumbled in a daze. I backed away and turned around about to leave.

''She can't even handle the truth. Weak ass bitch.'' Marilyn spat lowly, she still bowed.

I glared at her before sprinting towards the door. I felt Sander's eyes on me the whole time.

This has to be a dream. A bizarre one. Not sander...A wolf? I laughed out loud making a few students stare at me. This only happens in fictional books.

I looked at my hand where the necklace had burned me. No, this town is far from normal and I refuse to allow a repeat of the past. I took out my phone and dialed the chauffeur.

''Just what is it?'' I muttered as I made my way out of the building.

I sat curled up in my bed as I reflected on the events of earlier today. I stared at the card Marilyn gave me.

''What the hell?'' I just couldn't wrap my head around it. Feeling extremely confused, I decided to speak to the one person who would give me answers.

I stood up from the bed and left the room. I made my way to the old lady's study where she is most likely to be at this hour. I reached her study and knocked lightly before opening the door.

She was seated at her desk with stacks of papers being attended to. Her brows were furrowed as she looked at the paper before her.

I cleared my throat to get her attention making her eyes dart upward and a smile graced her lips.

''Oh! Thalira dear, How are you? Sorry I haven't been active around the house lately, I simply have too much work to do this period.'' She said apologetically.

''Hi good evening. I'm okay and it's fine really. I understand.'' I said softly.

She smiled and gestured toward a large red sofa situated near her desk.

''Thank you,'' I mumbled and took a seat.

''What brings you here?'' She asked gently.

''You mentioned the other day about having to discuss some things with me and I have some questions I want to ask,'' I said. I observed her to gauge her reaction but she remained calm.

''Oh, that's true honey. Well, I wanted to talk to you about our family and the business we run to accustom you to the rules and also tradition.'' She stated.

''Okay. I'm listening.'' I replied.

''Our family owns one of the biggest jewelry companies in the state. we make and sell luxury diamond jewelry, everything from engagement rings to high-end necklaces, earrings, and custom pieces for our wealthiest clients. Our diamonds come from all over the world, but we work hard to ensure they're conflict-free, meaning they're ethically sourced and don't come from places where diamonds are used to fund violence. This is important to our image and reputation.'' She paused. I nodded to show I was paying attention.

''We have a reputation of dedication and run monthly meetings to ensure that the business stays running. You have to adhere to the rules including not going out on any Thursday that falls on the 16th and going for meetings to various locations around the world.'' She said in all seriousness.