My Heart Hates Me

Chapter 51 Freedom

Kurosava sat inside the ball room of the mansion, with a chair placed at the center, just below a huge chandelier. The floor was made of marble and was old and dusty. There were various statues all around. He listened to a classical piano piece as he looked at his wine glass.

'Twenty two years ago, when I was 13, my sister promised me that I would inherit Belleneé. I was the rightful heir of the company. It was mine! Until, he came. He took away everything. My position, my status as the only genius in the entire Hiomi family. He was still a brat but he was such a handful! He was arrogant and rebellious.

But I could never point a flaw in his work. Nevertheless, I was still better than him! I was much better looking, strong and smart. I was perfect but she still chose him! Even when she knew that he wasn't her own blood, she chose him and not me!'

"I remember the humiliation I went through that day and all she could give me was this mansion as compensation!? Does she think I'm a beggar!?" He shouted and threw the glass on the floor.

He was breathing heavily as he looked at the red wine fallen on the floor. He leaned down and sat on his toes. He looked at the blood red wine.
"What a beautiful color... This color itself is an art that God has created with his hands" He looked at the wine. He turned towards the statues.

He pressed his hand on a woman's statue "Once an artist falls in love with you, you can never die. You are eternal, Maria" He smiled as he pressed it's cheeks.

"Nine years... Time passes by before we know it. I mean, it's nine years already, Maria. You had such an absurd taste; dangerous too." He stood there and stared at the statue.

"Maria, I will avenge you. What he did to you, his wife will face the same. And then I'll ask him to replace her, just like he asked me to and then he'll know that fame means nothing but destruction."

Fate sat on the the top of a tower and wrote something in her Grecabulum, the book of fate and destiny. Her pen shone light blue as she wrote down the Fate of people. Then, she flew up and reached a balcony. She passed through the closed doors and looked at a new born baby sleeping in a cradle.

She touched his hands and the fate lines appeared on his palm. "May you get what you deserve" She smiled and walked out. She flew up and climbed at the terrace of a building. "Let's see, what's next," She looked into her book.

"Are you done for the day?"

She turned back. It was Lucus "What are you doing here? Aren't you done for the day?" She asked "I work day and night, unlike angels of heaven like you" He said. His book began shining and he disappeared again. She looked at her Grecabulum which shone bright.
"Oh! Somebody managed to change their Fate, huh?" She looked into it and grasped as she read it "I should probably keep this a secret."

The next morning, as Ethan was getting ready, Vivian shouted "Ethan! Look I'm on TV!" She pointed at the TV. Ethan dropped his phone on the floor as he read the headlines.

'Belleneé sets yet another bar in fashion and maybe also in music? Belleneé's new singer stunts audience worldwide! Talent agencies running around to get her name!'

"Ethan--"

"Don't go out! Close all the door and windows!" He shouted while doing everything he was saying. "Ethan--"
"I'll get the groceries, you just stay home."

"But I want to sing" Vivian said. "What?"
"I always wanted to sing for a large audience. It's been my dream!"

"Vivian, it's not just singing. You don't know the entertainment business. I have seen it. They only take from you-- your happiness, your freedom. They sell your talent for money. They don't leave you with anything. That's not where I want us to be."
"But that is where I want to be. And not everyone is the same. I just... I just want others to know of what I write"