~Y/N's POV~
"You are winning that company back lady." I heard a voice behind me and turned around immediately. It was Mrs. Rosetta Sinclair.
Why does she always have to witness my fights?
"What?" I asked. She walked towards me and held my shoulders in firm support.
"You are winning that company back. I know you can do it." She smiled and continued. "You are looking at me as if any member of the queenistas have the authority to sue a company and win it back with a strong evidence. Especially with a special support from the head of the association and the other powerful members of the association. There is a very high chance of winning— for example, let's say 99% chance of winning." She winked. What she said, sunk in my brain slowly and my eyes lit up in excitement.
I can win it back.
She seemed to notice that I have gotten the idea of what she was trying to tell me. She gave me a warm smile and started walking away. I quickly held her wrist to make her look at me.
"Thank you for never secretly videotaping me when I am insulting someone I hate." I said genuinely and she laughed heartily before giving me an assuring nod. "You are most definitely welcome." With a smile, she left and I felt myself relax.
"Who is she?" Ariana's voice reached my ears. I turned around to see her perfect face in a stern expression. Like she was completely unhappy.
"Mrs. Rosetta Sincl—"
"Nope. The one before."
"Mrs. Randa Vilary." I said. She already knows her. Why would she ask? My heart started panicking and I felt myself tense up as she walked closer towards me. She seemed determined.
"Let me rephrase the question." She sighed. "Who is she to you baby?"
"I got her to give your Mother's company bac—"
"Stop changing the topic. I don't care about the company anymore." Her voice sounded strained and she tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear. "Please tell me babygirl. Stop hiding things from me." She looked like she was in pain and I quickly inched closer, and hugged her.
"It's not important Ariana."
"Please. Fucking please." Ariana begged. "I need to know." She let out a sharp breath and I pulled myself away from her.
"She is my mother's younger sister." I said and she tensed under my touch. She looked at me, waiting for more. I can't make her wait anymore. She deserves to know. She has every right to know about my life. The time has arrived for me to let her know every single chapter of my past.
"De Beauty's fashion store was my mother's. She developed it by spending her own money, the money that she saved everyday by working as a waitress in a bar ever since highschool. She faced many obstacles. It was a dream come true when the shop finally opened. It started the day I was born. She always called me her lucky charm because of that." I smiled at the memory and it dropped in an instant when her evil sister's face came into view.
"Because of the money and the fame my mother received, her sister, Randa got jealous." I paused for a while before continuing the horrible memory. The memory came in photographs. A slide after slide. Photographs of my life that I never showed anyone, except now. These memories made me strong. These memories are the worst, cutting my insides as if they were shards of glass.
"Once my mother died, she wanted the company all to herself. I refused to give that to her. My mother had wrote the company in my name. I was fourteen years old when she died. Slowly, the house that my mother bought turned into hers. And I lived as a maid in my own house. Randa treated me that way. She had two daughters and two sons. All four were evil just like her. They used me. They played me. I was the Cinderella of the house. That was my nickname." I said.
"I withstood all the torment for my Mother. But, when Randa decided to marry me off to some stupid, ugly and sick businessman for money, especially when she damn well knew I wasn't attracted to men, I decided enough was enough and ran away from the wedding. That's when I met you." I looked up to see her.
A faint smile stretched across her lips but her eyes shined with sadness. "That's when you met your Princess Charming." She corrected me and stroked my cheek softly. I let out a small chuckle at the emphasis of the ending. There was a comfortable silence for awhile as we gazed at one another.
"You are such a strong woman. So strong. I am so proud of you. You are with me now. I will always protect you. You will never face those situations ever again." Ariana mentioned with pride and I felt like I had accomplished something great in this miserable world. She kissed my forehead. "I love you." She muttered it into my ear and I felt warmth surround me once again.
"I am going to win that company back for you." She said with determination and I sucked in a sharp breath.
"No. Ari—"
"Your mother is the reason you are in this world. She is the reason for bringing happiness to my world. I want to thank her. And if this is the only way, I will do it." She promised me and I felt tears brim my eyes.
What a wonderful human being she is. I am so glad I ever found you. I finally understand the phrase, 'You are the light to my darkness'. I understand the deep, beautiful and the bitter meaning of it now.
"Ariana..." I dragged, unable to form words. "You are a little puddle of sanity in my ocean of dysfunction which is my life, right now." I said an she smiled, kissing my nose. That's when a question suddenly popped up in my mind. "How do you know that I gave up the company?" I asked.
"I received a call from my Mother saying that the company is back in her hands. That's when my suspicions grew even though I felt happy. I pieced things together and I knew you would have done something stupid like give up your company." She replied smartly, I reached forward, and kissed her forehead tenderly.
"Let's enjoy this ball now." She whispered and I smiled, relaxing. The weight that I had carried within me this whole time was finally gone and I felt free, even though there was still a tiny part stuck to my heart. A burden that would never go away like a piece of chewing gum stuck to my feet.
Ariana thinks I have told her everything. But, I didn't tell her a huge part of my past. She didn't need to know that. No one ever needs to know that.
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