PROLOGUE
First entry. November 2nd:
It couldn't have been the best day of my life! Today, I turned 8 years old. Daddy gave me a journal for my birthday. He told me I should write my goals and dreams. I will, definitely. This is my first time writing in this diary and I am not so sure what to write. I know I'm excited because I spent the whole day with my mom and dad, which was a surprise. That's why I am very happy.
We went to dinner or a party, I am not sure. All I remember was there were a lot of men dressed like daddy. I didn't really talk to him, but it was okay. It still counted as spending the day with him.
I heard my parents in the living room. I will write again!
AC
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Fifteenth entry. November 26th, 1998:
I have written so much in this journal. Every time I shared my happiness.
But today, was a sad day. Mother is not coming back anymore. Daddy told me she left to somewhere far and won't be coming back anymore.
AC
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September 2nd, 2003:
Hello diary, it's a couple months since I last wrote my feelings. I can't say I'm happy, but Father's been giving me all these training. He said it's for my future. He has changed so much, ever since mother left. I could feel that he never felt happy anymore. I just feel so much anger from him.
Ever since that night too, I have never seen him smile. And after that night, I decided I wouldn't let him down. I've been studying and learning.
Oh, also it'll be my birthday in a couple months. That's the only day I'm looking forward too. I'm meeting up with Grandpa and Father.
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On the eve of my thirteenth birthday, I found out the truth from my Father. All these years I've heard rumors around the house from people working there. There mouths couldn't be kept shut because they've always wanted something to talk about. I ignored most rumors until I heard something concerning my mother and the night she disappeared.
She never disappeared. On Thanksgiving dinner, somebody came in our property with the intent of killing my Father. It didn't happen.
I knew then that my mom truly loved my dad. I remembered her soft brown hair, which always seemed to glitter under the tropical sun. We were on vacation and it was a rare sight for me when my father took mom's hand and led her to where the other people danced. It was my first time seeing both of them smiling so much as if it was just the two of them. Mom always told me I had a knack for observing people, I never really understood it before, but now I did.
It was also the first time I've seen my dad with such a helpless and regretful expression on his face. He had tears in his eyes when he told me mom saved his life that night.
"Forgive me, my Antoinette."
I was mad. But I loved my father.
Love was still the most important thing to me. That was what my family taught me.
It will always be love. Your heart and mind might not work together, but try. For love.
It was what my mom always told me.
I hadn't realized there were already tears in my eyes. I told him he didn't need to worry about anything. I told him I understood him even if I didn't. It felt like it was the right thing to do at that moment.
"I'm sorry for putting so much pressure on you all these years. I didn't know what to do. Our family isn't a normal family and I wanted you to learn how to protect yourself just in case something happens to me. I won't always be by your side."
And who would've known that what he said that night foreshadowed the events that happened just a few hours later.
On my 13th birthday, I witnessed the most gruesome act to happen to someone. My father was murdered right in front of my eyes. The shock already made me deaf from the gunshots. It was the cruelest thing somebody could ever do to another human being. There was no remorse to my father's killer's face, no trace whatsoever. He laughed like it was the funniest comedic scene he's seen.
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Author's Note:
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Antoinette Charlotte
Romance"It will always be love. Your heart and mind might not work together, but try. For love." Those were the words a mother with a pure heart could teach her daughter. For Antoinette Charlotte, those were the words she lived by after her mother's disapp...