Legacy.

Chapter three - I need you.

London, England.

London is a beautiful town with even more beautiful people, but not everyone has good in them. One of them is Davina Carlson; Also known as Amara 's mother and the woman who's married to Kol Santoro. Davina was sneaking around in Kol's office in the hope of finding some dirt on Kol she could use against him so that she could get a divorce. Davina loved when Kol had to travel away for a longer time, and this time wasn't an exception. Well, that is, when Kol took Amara with him on his trips but this time he didn't and that was something which made Davina angry. Davina sat down at Kol's desk and turned on his laptop, and she got surprised over Kol had created a password to get into it. Davina knew it wasn't anything related to her because they didn't even like each other, I can go as far as to say they even hate each other. Davina tried different passwords, but then she remembered Amara's birthday, and it worked.

''Didn't your parents raised you to mind your own business? ''

Davina got startled and looked up from the laptop and saw Zac. This was that one thing which shouldn't happen because now Kol will find out that Davina had been in his office and even tried to come in on his laptop.

'' It's good to see you, Zac. I just wanted to see what Kol had bought for Amara for her birthday. '' Davina said.

'' You don't even care for Amara, don't take me for a fool, Davina. What the hell are you doing in Kol's office? '' Zac said.

'' Of course, I do, Amara is my daughter. '' Davina said.

'' Maybe she's your daughter, but that doesn't mean you care for her. '' Zac said.

'' What is that supposed to mean? '' Davina said.

'' You tried to drown Amara when she was two years old and said she should go back to hell. '' Zac said.

'' Do you know what? I should go.

Davina looked one last time on Zac's angry face and body language and then walked out of the room and into her dressing room. Davina took a tight short blood-red dress on and put her hair up in a formal bun.

'' Mom? '' Amara said nervously.

'' I have told you to call me ''Mother'', didn't I? '' Davina said, annoyed.

'' I'm sorry, mother. '' Amara said sadly while water started to fill her eyes.

'' I'm going out if you need anything, then find the maid or anyone else. '' Davina said with a cold look on her face and crossed arms.

'' Her name is... '' Amara said.

'' I don't care what her name is, and I don't care what you do, just mind your own business. '' Davina said angrily.

'' If you say a word about this to your father, you will regret it. Do you understand? '' Davina said.

'' I understand. '' Amara said while looking down at the floor.

Davina walked over to Amara and slapped her harshly. Amara's face became red, where Davina's hand had hit her and fell on the floor.

'' Why did you do that? '' Amara cried.

'' Because you have destroyed my life, and I hate every single thing about you. '' Davina said.

Davina left the room and slammed the door. Amara started to cry loader and loader, she prayed for her father to walk in the door, but he never did.