Noreyna's POV
The shell of a girl. That's what I was. A bitter arrogant girl. I masked every single true feeling away. I masked myself entirely and I couldn't stop.
I'm not happy. Not with my soon to be marriage(Marriage. Marriage at the age of 15), my riches, my life. I was a spoiled little bitch, only allowing cold feelings to eat me up. I could feel it now, eating me up till I am nothing.
I had it all, everything a girl my age could ask for. What I didn't have was an image of myself. Of who I was. Everyone should have a clear image of themselves but not I.
The people sitting across me gave me looks of loathing. I returned the look before plugging in my mp3 player. My mother, Anna gave me a pointed look.
'Reyna, you know how I don't like it." She said sweetly, but with a lace on danger in her voice.
Before I could retort, Patrick, my fiance, pulled out one of my earplugs.
"She knows." He answered. I gave him a bitter look.
Patrick Hook is the worst bastard to live. He was handsome yes, smart yes, athletic, very. The problem is, he was a cad. He thought he could get any girl he fancies and burns his family money whenever he wants. It's beyond disgusting. I first met him at a party Father threw a few years ago and didn't like him at all. Father didn't either. In fact, he found Patrick's family snobbish and proud.
"Damn wasters," he would say, making bottled ships while he talked to me. "That family's no good. Think they're a cut above the rest just because they have money. Remember sweetheart, money can buy things, yes but it can't buy hard work. Work to the best of your abilities and never rely on people to clothe or feed you."
Oh how I missed him. But I didn't have a choice. When Father died, debts came in, most of them due to Father's one weakness; gambling. One day, out of the blue, she walked into my room and announced I was engaged. Just like that. Which parent says that so casually to your teengae children? Oh how I hated Mother. But I couldn't bear to see her suffer due to a life change so I just went along with it. Big mistake. Now I'm stuck with a bastard and his snobbish family who thinks that women can't make it in education. I've never felt so insignificant.
"Excuse me." I muttered, leaving the table and out of the fancy restaurant.
I got vack to my hotel room and caught myself in the mirror. What I saw was a someone I didn't recognise, a rich woman who swam in cash and didn't give a care about the world.
Finally, I broke down.
I clawed my pearl necklace and threw it to the ground. I flung things around the room, screaming and crying. I hated myself. The whole bloody world. I stopped and realised the only way I can escape my nightmare was to die. Guess I'll take that chance. I rushes out of the room in a daze, to my fate. To Death himself
