How would you feel?

Prologue

The world is a tragic place.
No one always gets what they want in life. Like me. Rowan Faulkerson. I remember when I was seven years old girl I was ripped of her happiness. I was ripped from her motherly love and a young age. Why? Because of this stupid disease called cancer.
I recall, six years ago.
I was walking along the my village. Reminiscing the moments i had with her. While walking, clutched between my hands were a picture of me and my mother. I was five at that time. We were at the beach. I had sunglasses that were too big for me on my face and a big sun hat. I was in a green dress and wI was on my moms lap. She looked really happy in the photo. After a while of walking, i realized i have reached the local park. The park where me and mom always played in after school. I looked upon the magnificent roses and tress surrounding me. I climed up to old oak tree. I sat on one of the branches and gazed at the sunset. I looked at the picture in my hands only to be taken away by the wind. I couldn't see where it went but it drifted away pretty far. I look in the distance as it drifts away and cry. The only picture of me and my mother. I sat there crying in the cold air for at least an hour before climbing down. It felt like I was paralyzed. I stared at the swaying trees for several seconds 'til a rose flew to my hand. I searched for the direction where it came from and saw that It was from this boquet of roses lying on the bench. I went towards it knowing that it's already wilted. The boquet was still in good shape but the roses were obviously dried up. I noticed the note attatched to it so I got it and read it. "Morning! Mind meeting up at 5? Love you and see you! -R." the tree and heading home. I opened the door to my house and crept inside. Hoping i don't get caught. I climb up the stairs to my room and enter. I ran to my bed and sobbed. I poured out my little heart and just cried. After 20 minutes of sobbing, tears had stopped flowing from my eyes.

"Rowan, it's almost time for dinner. Wash up and come down" Our maid called. I didn't respond to her but i stayed in bed until dinner was over. I didn't feel like eating. I don't want to see my father and my siblings. I wanted to lie and bed and stay there forever. Another person knocked at the door and entered. They didn't say anything and left immediately. Slowly, my eyes closed shut and i fell into slumber.

*Flashback*
"Rowan, come on! let's go to the park" My mom said. My eyes lit up and my face showed a big grin. I held hands with my mom and went to the park. "I love you sweetie." My mom whispered as she hugged me. "I love you more mom." I replied and we both chuckled.
*scene changes*
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll be back in a couple days." My mom said. I frowned and tears went down my cheeks. "I'll miss you mom." I said and hugged her tight. "Promise me you'll be a good girl ok?" Mom said as she hugged back. I nodded and she kissed me on the cheek.
*scene changes*
"Dad what's wrong?" I said sweetly
"It's not the right time to ask me that Rowan!! Get out of my office!" Father shouted. I went out of the office and father slammed the door shut.
*scene changes*
"Sir, we already did the autopsy and here's what we found." A police officer said. My dad got the papers from the officer's hand and slammed the papers on the table. "Richard, calm down." Grandma said as she calmed my father. " I need accurate answers on Sunday! Get it?" My father shrieked to his lawyer. "Sir, I think you should give us more time to conduct the investigation- " Father cut off the lawyer and said. "No one even my own children can know about this. This should be kept a secret." Father said irritated.
*end of flashback*

"Rowan!" "Rowan wake up!" My brother Emilio said as he woke me up. I woke up sweating. I stood up and panted. "Bad dream..sorry." I said catching my breath. "You know you should go outside or eat.." Emilio said worried. "I'm not in the mood." I said staring at the empty scrapbook where the photograph of me and my mom used to be. "Come on Rowan, everybody's worried.." Emilio said with symphaty. "Everyone?" I replied with a smirk. "Row-" I cut him off . "Is dad there?" I questioned him. "He left a few minutes ago." Emilio said. "Fine." I said and put on my sweater. "What? Lets go!" I said to Emiloo sitting on the edge of the bed still. "Just promise me you won't act arrogant to people down stairs.." Emilio said with a huge grin. " Won't promise." I said and we both exited the room. We rushed down stairs and saw grandmother. Emilio glanced at me and he looked worried. " Rowan." Grandmother said with a welcoming smile. Well, for me, her prescnence isn't that welcoming. "Hi." I said with a fake smile. "Everybody's wondering were you in your room for the whole day." She said. I went to the counter and made some coffee."Is it because of your mom again?" She questioned. I stopped from what I was doing. "Uh..no. Of course not. I'm just not in the mood.." I said trying not to sound guilty. "Well I guess you should go on a walk outiside again..like what you used to do before." She said. "Rather stay home." I said as I grabbed my coffee mug. My phone rang and I saw that It was Bekkah. My best friend.
"Excuse me." I said and I went straight outside. "Yow?" I said. "Rowan! What even? Emilio told me that you aren't eating or even going out of your room!" Bekkah ranted as if she's my mother. "Well, i just did." I replied with a chuckle. "Just promise me to take care of yourself." She said. "Whatever.." I said. "Ok I need to go." I said. "Bye" we both said and I placed my phone in my pocket. I went to our backyard and sat on the bench where I used to color my coloring books when I was a kid. I still remember the day when I enjoyed playing with my dolls and playing my little guitar outside enjoying the fresh air. I went star gazing to make myself calm but suddenly I saw a two people, a man and a woman wearing formal suits entering the house and talking. Maybe something important but it sounds really serious.