The Change

The Question

We boarded our private jet on Monday the 17th of August 2001 and were eventually the clouds, mentally and physically.

Our flight was overnight and the plane was just for my family and Timothy's family, so it was very spacious.

About two hours after take off, a thought hit me... If my father was royal blooded, then why were we as poor as we were?

I then asked my mother that very question and she gave me a remarkable reply.

She said that my father whom I thought was a despicable person because he murdered my beloved sister, yes that's right, he was the one responsible for my sister's death because he came home drunk as anything and strangled my dear sister to her unfortunate death, had a hard choice to make. He was only allowed to marry my mother if he was willing to give up all his riches.

Obviously, he decided to marry my mother and show her that he was a loving and caring man, that is until he killed my sister!!

After that long discussion, we sat quietly and looked out our window into this white 'abyss', so to speak.

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I hope you liked this chapter and please keep voting and reading to see what Nevaeh's new life is like!!