Echoes of Revenge

-The first time

September 27,2009
"I don't want her to remain here. There is a possibility that she could be responsible for the deaths of my sister and Tony. The capabilities of children these days are uncertain," expressed Rose, who happened to be Mommy's sister.
What is she referring to? I am simply a child. There is no reason for me to desire causing harm to my parents.

"After my parents were murdered, I moved in with Rose and her husband Killian two months later.
"I understand, but she has nowhere else to go. If we send her away, she will end up in the foster care system," Killian remarked.
"I don't care. It's not my responsibility. I didn't tell Rosette to adopt her in the first place," Rose whispered.
"Killian, I'm exhausted. Can we discuss this in the morning?" he stormed away, leaving Rose shouting.
"Killian Anardo Swift, I demand that you return right here!" Rose exclaimed."

Certainly! Here's the continuation:

As Killian stormed off, Rose continued yelling in frustration. She desperately wanted him to hear her out, but he seemed determined to ignore her. Feeling exhausted herself, Rose decided to take a deep breath and gather her thoughts.

After a few moments, Rose realized that arguing with Killian at that moment wouldn't solve anything. She knew they needed to address the situation calmly and rationally in the morning when both of them were in a better state of mind.

With a heavy sigh, Rose turned away from where Killian had disappeared and walked back to the living room. I have been silently observing Rose, so I approached her

"Are you okay, Aunt Rose?" I asked hesitantly.

Rose looked down at me, her expression softening. Despite her frustrations with Killian, she knew it wasn't my fault and didn't want to burden her with their grown-up problems.

"I'm alright, sweetheart," Rose replied, mustering a smile for the child's sake. "Let's focus on getting some rest now. We can talk about everything in the morning."

I nodded, sensing Rose's attempt to protect her from the tension in the air. We retreated to our respective rooms, hoping that a good night's sleep would bring clarity and resolution to the challenges they faced as a family.

    It my initial experience of living with Rose and Killian, the Swifts. Unlike my parents, who lived around 30 minutes away, the Swifts did not have any children of their own. Their residence was quite extravagant, featuring two garages, two kitchens, and a total of four bedrooms, each equipped with its own bathroom. Rose held the position of a Professor at a college situated in Philadelphia, while Killian pursued a career as a scientist.

Based on the way Killian stood up for me, I formed the impression that he was a friendly individual. This made me optimistic about our future relationship, or so I believed at the time.

Rose and Killian led me to my room, which happened to be the smallest of the four. Inside, there was a queen-size bed, a dresser, a sofa, and a closet, providing just the perfect amount of space for me. I noticed that the walls were adorned with beautiful blue decorations.

Perhaps Rose and Killian had a preference for a son, which is why they chose to decorate my room with blue wallpaper instead of the white wallpaper found in the other rooms.

  As I was lost in my thoughts, a stunning Hispanic woman entered the room. "Hello Markeena, my name is Maria, and I'll be assisting you with unpacking," she said. She pronounced it as "Myeeyah," but I understood that she meant Maria. Despite not being fluent in English, she warmly embraced me and had a slightly tanned complexion with tall red hair that accentuated her features.
Upon meeting Maria, my initial thoughts were that she was a beautiful and warm person. I noticed her stunning appearance with her lightly tanned skin and tall red hair that added brightness to her features. Even though she didn't seem to know much English, she gave me a welcoming hug, which made me feel comfortable in her presence.