I am dropped off at the mansion. Or my so called new home. I have only been here once when i was separated from my brother. Its like a fresh wound on my heart. My life has been quite okay. Boarding school wasn't that bad. There were the occasional bullies and some compliments that were never nice. But let me tell you about me. I am Sophia Annabell. I am 17 years old and my parents died when i was 15. I have a brother Leroy Harnez. I miss him a lot. But we were fostered by two different people or the woman who fostered me, also known as Mrs. Carter, doesn't like boys. I only saw 3 other girls' rooms. Plus my attic. There is one other quarters in the house but we girls are not allowed there.
I walked into the pin drop quiet house and made my ascent to my room. Immediately i reached up the stairs and i was gobsmacked. Everything was trashed. My suitcase was broken and everything was trashed. My stars were broken nowhere to be seen.
Oh my goodness my paintings! I rushed to where i hid them and they weren't there. I slumped to the floor and cried myself to sleep.
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"Good morning lady Annabell. Mrs. Carter has requested that you come downstairs for breakfast."
I woke up and sat at the edge of the bed before going to the bathroom to get ready for the day. I picked out a woolen sweater and some shorts that were mid thigh. I skillfully did my hair in a bun at the top of my head. When i was in boarding school that was basically a requirement.
I quickly walked down the stairs and into the dining room. Mrs. Carter and the other girls were sitted at the table. I did notice that there were only 2 spots at the table and the others were in dresses. Oopsy.
"Good morning Annabell."
I quickly replied before taking one of the seats. One of the things i did learn in boarding school was etiquette. It seems that it was what we were practising because everyone was eating sooooo slow. I really wanted to shove half the doughnut in my mouth, but if i did that am pretty sure i would be sent back to boarding school.
"Annabell. Today you will be going to highschool with Blake and the girls. I expect good behaviour from you while you are there. Your 18th birthday is in 8 months from now and you will be sold off like these two to Mr. Zoltov. It is not negotiable."
There was a piercing silence. I had officially lost my appetite for breakfast. The doughnut officially looked gross. I looked up to see the two other girls eating like they hadn't been told that they were to be sold 8 months from now. I looked back down before clearing my throat.
"May i be excused,please?"
"Yes."
I stood up softly and carefully not to scrape the chair on the floor before heading toward my room and faceplanting onto my bed.
Am never going to fall in love just like my parents. There love really encouraged us. I wanted love like that. To be loved. To feel it. Am never going to experience love afterall. Someone knocked on my head board and i saw the a boy. About my age. Really tall and muscular. And almost looking like Mrs. Carter.
"Hey. Am Blake and am guessing your the newgirl so lets go." he walked away as quiet as he came. I scrambled around the room till i found a blue beanie and a peach bag. I stuffed my phone, airpods, headphones and the beanie into my bag before running downstairs. Blake was at the bottom waiting for me i guess. We walked to the garage and i saw a Ferari, Porshe and a motorbike.
Blake led to the Porshe and we were off to school. Please help clear the way today mom and dad.
