The First Daughter

00 Intro

"Lies and secrets are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind."

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Summer was coming to an end. In the distance, the rush hour was foreboding. The sound of cars and their impatient passengers made their way through the dense forest. I was alone, isolated in this nature agitated by the outside hubbub. And yet, I was so close. But, nobody could hear me. Nobody could come and help me. A small breeze blew against my skin, while a lock of hair came to rest on my lower lip, trembling. A few centimeters away stood a familiar face. Everything. I knew every little detail about this person. Or, at least, that's what I thought. These mesmerizing eyes in which I had so often lost myself, this comfortable chest against which I had the chance to snuggle so many times, this mouth so sweet and so soft to my lips... But, now that I had him in front of me, at that moment, nothing seemed right. I had laid my eyes on a stranger. A return to square one.

If only I had known.

Clutching to a tree, trapped, I begged him. In his hand, a weapon. A knife. My heart was pounding as fast as the beat of a drum. I didn't understand what was going on. After all the revelations and events I had experienced over the last few months, I thought my life was finally starting to return to a near-normal course - or at least what seemed like it. I thought I had seen everything, that I had finally found my way through the crowd. But now, in the face of death, I was lost, left with no answers. More than ever.

"I'm sorry."

My gaze settled on his. It was filled with guilt. As if it needed all the will in the world to be here, threatening my life. I saw him hesitate for a moment. Then he inhaled, before moving slowly towards me.

"Please," I implored once again, tears filling up my eyes.

He was so close now I could feel his breath against my wet cheeks. Maybe I should have dreaded what was to come, but all that went through my stubborn mind was the shame of not detecting his little game earlier, when all this time I could have unmasked him. They should have been tears of fear. But they weren't. Never would I have lowered myself at his level. Never would I have shown him the slightest sign of weakness. No.

I was confused. And lost. I wanted to understand. I wanted to know why.

In this tense atmosphere, he never let go of my sight. Nor did I. Then, a gesture. Quick. And I felt the coldness of the blade pierce my ribs.

I gasped. I fell to the ground, taken aback. He stepped back, slowly, as I saw the weapon in the corner of my eyes landing beside me. He looked at me one last time, no expression now displaying on his face, before turning around. Between my eyelashes, I saw him go away and blend in through the landscape, so innocent, unaware of all the evil of this atrocious world. Seconds later, it was total blackness. My already foggy vision went dark.

All this because I lowered my guard despite all the efforts I had made to stand up to my feelings.

All this because I left my heart loved and be loved.

I let myself be fooled. Once again.

I should have known that becoming the First Daughter was just the beginning of the story.

My story.

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hey guys, i hope you liked that little introduction. to be clear, it doesn't happen in the present of the story, but after everything the main character have gone true. don't hesitate to comment your thoughts! :)