Happily Ever After [H.S]

Chapter 1

Felicia's P.O.V

I'm currently painting. I love to paint. The colours are my another world. They are my way to express my feelings. Also they help me to forget about the loneliness and my pains.

I suffered alot in my this 22 years old life. I have been through rough things which I don't know how to forget.  My mother died when I was 7 years old. Then the bad time started. We were a really happy family. But after mother's death everything Changed. But the person who changed the most was my  father. He Changed alot. He was this cheery jolly minded person who would do anything for his love one's. But now? Now All he know now is his business and money. He just changed so much that he doesn't even care about us anymore. He made a wall between us which is too strong to break. 

" Bonjour il belle" suddenly my brother who is 3 years older than me burst through the door. I sighed. Let's not talk about his manners.

"tu ne peux pas frapper avant d'entrer" I said rolling my eyes.

"Oh this is also my room." He said jumping on my bed laying there.

"Sure buddy!" I said glaring.

"So what's Picasso  on today?" He said looking at my painting.

"Nothing much" I said taking the brush.

"Cia so I-"

"Oh you both are here. Ok Mr. Clarke is calling you for dinner."  Said Scarlett. She is working for us since I was 5 years old. She is like my second mother to me. After mother's demise and dad's changing she was the one from whom I got that warmth.

I and Isaac shared a weird glance. Dad is calling us? For dinner? Did the sun set in the east?

"So let's go?" Scarlett said again and I wiped my hand and Isaac got up from the bed.

We made our way to the dinning room. Father only take dinner with us when he have something important to say. Don't know what he is gonna say today. Hope it's not about me.

"What do you think he's gonna say Cia" Isaac asked lowly.

"I don't know Ise. I really don't know. Hope it's not about us" I said as anxiety increase with every seconds. And finally we reached there.

"Good Evening Father" we said together.

"Good Evening. Sit'' he said simply looking at us. I miss my old dad.

"Let's start" he said as he talking the spoon.

We were eating peacefully but it was painfully quiet. I mean why can't it be a normal family dinner filled with laughter and joy but again what didn't happened in last 15 years isn't gonna happen today. So exacting that is like wanting to see an elephant fly.

But today, I knew there was a reason. Dad wouldn't take dinner with us if there wasn't any thing for him to tell him. We were almost done when father cleared his throat. Here we go.  The reason of this dinner is soon to come out.

"I have something to say." He said as he wiped his mouth.

"Felicia you gonna get married next month. You are marrying Harry Styles. A young and successful businessman." he said looking at his hand.

What? What? WHAT! No no no. Please no. He didn't just said this.

"Father"I breathed. Nothing else came out of my mouth. I kept looking at him as by brain was taking time to process what he just said. Oh my God. Oh my God.

"You can't do that to her. Sh-"

" Isaac I'm not asking I'm informing you" Father said strictly.