Natalie

3. Martha's vineyard pt1

Chapter 3: Martha's vineyard pt.1

AN- So this story has a lot of pieces to make the big picture. With that being said, I will sometime put scenes in the past to clear up or understand the present or what will happen in the present.. Hope that doesn't confuse anyone- thank you and remember to

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*TWO MONTHS AGO*

Finally they were almost there, Natalie could tell since she could see the tip of the pale four story mansion. She inhaled deeply and took it all in. As they headed down the long narrow road.

Westwood, California

The place she had grown to know and love. One of the hardest moments in her life was leaving this place. But that was what was good for the company, at least that's what Vincenzo said, and he ended up being right. He was always right. A year later filled with many appearances, charity events and even talk shows. The company had a 45% increase in profit. They didn't really need the money though, they were already rich enough as it is, but her father had a saying. Don't work to be rich, work to be wealthy so your children's children can feast on the labor.

The driver, Alvin, opened the door, "welcome home" he smiled and held out a helping hand so she could get out of the ferrari.

It was good to be back, she thought to herself.

She took a good look at the orchard. Physical, It hadn't changed a bit. The place was as big as always, but something still seem different. She had lived in this place for ages and not once did she ever feel this sorta gloomy atmosphere, it was almost --- suffocating. Something wasn't right.

It made her sadden, you could tell a soul had died there. When her mother passed away she seem to take the liveliness of the place with her. Thinking of this woman made her want to tear up. She tilted her head back and luckily stopped the tears that were about to fall. She couldn't come home crying, for God sake she was a Vinicius after all.

Even with the gloomy felling the place never failed to look beautiful. It always had that old vintage feeling to it. The house would always be a timeless classic. The ivy still grew around the brick wall of the mansion almost even reaching the top.The rose bushes were still in mazed form, She remembered endlessly running through them playing tag with Nianthony, she would do anything to play tag with him again. But it was to late, he was gone too.

"Shall we go in" Alvin said. His hands filled with her luggage and she suddenly felt bad for over packing. He had to even call two other servants to help him. When they were sure that was all of it, they started making their way to the entrance.

It was like traveling back in time. she could see the curious 8 year old Natalie running around the place, like it was a castle. Which wasn't exactly far from the truth,the vineyard had a magical feeling to it. Everything about it made you filled with wonder. The most memorable thing about it was the smell, the mansion had a distinct smell thanks to all the flowers and wine of course, she remember as a child naming the unique smell Martha's vineyard.

"MI HIJA! MI HIJA!"

She heard someone coming out of the mansion shouting. But why would anyone be calling her their daughter, her mother was dead and the voice was definitely a woman's voice so it couldn't be my father. She looked at the entrance to the door and saw a woman run towards her. Unable to see her face, Natalie squinted her eyes - it was all still a blur, all she knew was that the lady was a definitely a Maid because of the uniform.