"Penance is a sacrifice, a voluntary punishment to show remorse for a sin. The more grievous the sin, the greater the self-inflicted suffering. For some, the ultimate penance is death. But for others, it simply a means to an end."
"Amelia darling, you're here!" Desmond's deep voice surged through my ears and fired this anger inside of me.
"Me and Harry wouldn't have missed it for the world." no seriously, there was no way I would miss whats about to unfold.
Desmond welcomes me in his arms and whispering numerous thank yous for attending and forcing Harry for joining. They still wanted to show a fake show to the cameras of what a loving and strong family the styles are, regardless of not being on talking terms.
They never seem to surprise me.
The clicks of the heels hitting the cement could only mean one person was edging closer to us. There was only person in this world who could make the sound of shoes against any surface be the same and rifle up so many emotions at once; Anne.
"Oh baby I'm so glad you decided to attend." Her motherly instincts took over the minute she was at arms length with Harry and held him as if she wouldn't let him go.
Harry on the other hand took it well and wrapped his arms around her, just not with the same enthusiasm she expected. Her son hadn't spoken to her for a little over three weeks but everything felt like a sore wound, that she wasn't willing to patch up.
If she's expecting to throw it under the rug, she has another thing coming. There will be a day where I will hold the upper hand and she will be begging me to stop the suffering.
As soon as Anne detached herself from the hug she tried to pro-long, her eyes wandered towards me. The atmosphere grew tense quickly until a small smile formed on her lips. Every action was torture.
"Amelia, I'm happy you could make it too."
My eyes widen but nothing compared to Harry's - it took over his face.
"Thank you for inviting me." What game are you planning Anne?
"Me and Desmond need to speak to our contestants, we shall see you both at the speech and hopefully the little after party at home?" Anne asks, the pleads in her eyes and emphasis on home was enough hints for Harry to gather. She wanted him home.
"We will both be there." I reached for his hands and he began squeezing them lightly, unimpressed for agreeing.
Anne and Desmond started making their way to a complete different direction to us, whilst we headed to where the rest of the guest were.
Inconsequent polite conversation, canapes, wine.
The weather was perfect for today's party, the sun was shinning as it always does and the breeze wasn't too powerful, enough to keep people cool.
I noticed Maya's little figure, running around like a mad man to ensure everything was perfect - this girl will lose all her sanity working for them.
"See? what did I tell you, she's trying really hard." My elbow poked the side of his chest to grab his full attention. The touch of cool metal rings against my finger tips were gone, along with the comfort of our intertwined hands.
I could feel his arms being wrapped around me from behind me and both his hands were resting on my stomach, pushing my back closer to his chest to position his face to relax on my shoulder.
Goosebumps were forming all over my arms, I was feeling uneasy knowing his lips were close to my neck. His hot breath embracing my skin and with one kiss, my mind would be in a messy state.
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