We never know (snowfall change)

Chapter-20

All those familiar faces seems so unfamiliar as I entered the hospital room with Song.

I wanted to escape. I wanted to faint. I wanted to lock myself up inside the closet. I wanted to bury myself inside the blanket and suffocate  myself. Anything but just not in that room.

                           I don't wanna talk about it, nor think about it.

Mom, dad, Mr and Mrs Jeong were on the sofa, their faces so gloomy and sad. Jiyoo was sitting on the chair beside my bed. Ellevi,  he was near the window looking outside with regretful eyes. And me, I was beside Song sitting at the edge of the bed. My hands were tied around his arm tight, he was the only person in the room I could feel calm with at that moment.

I like it better at movies, these phychological things they had done to me, not in real.

It felt like my heart was pulled out of my chest, I was so shock, it took me nowhere.

I remembered everything and I couldn't believe it was me in those memories. Mom, dad, Vizo, I thought they were just strangers in my nightmares but they were real, that little girl was always me, all this time. And I didn't wanna believe that the real people were no more. 

I wasn't feeling anything, I never really learn how to feel in times like that not sad nor angry, just lost.

I had a lot of questions rushing around inside me, so I asked the one thing that came clear to me, "What happened to Mr Rajveer Khan?"

Let me tell you about me, the real me, where it all started.

               (FLASHBACK)

"What colour is this, Vizo?" I asked.

I was just five when my older brother Vizo was nine, he was very found of colours and paintings. All four walls of his room were filled with his own paintings, he was an artist, a very talented detailed artist.

"Lavender" he replied with a smile, "Isn't it pretty, Levi?"

I nodded, "It's sooooo....pretty, let me show mom and dad"

"Okie" he said.

I took the lavender paint and ran down stairs where my parents were having a chat about somethings they never wanna let us know.

"I feel uneasy, he is an unexpected man", I heard mom say.

"He is trying his best to take over our company, but I'll never let that happen. This company is meant for our generations to come, not for an outsider" Dad said in a strong way. "Don't worry Kimi, this company is only our children's"

Our family owned a fashion company, build with hardship. Both my parents lost their parents when they were just teenagers in love, both of them worked so hard for their own school fees and gave themselves every single chance in life. When they finished collage, they decided to start a small fashion clothing company together. My father was a courageous man and a risk taker with a soft heart and my mother was a creative woman with an open mind who never failed to follow the latest  trends of fashion, and both of them falling in love was just the most beautiful and perfect thing that ever happened.

ICON Company was the name of the most successful fashion company in NE India, which was own by my family, and every youth, especially youths in NE India loved to wear a piece of cloth originated from our company. Success and popularity is always fair for things built by love but there is always jealousy inside people who never dared to love and build.

I never really knew the reason why because I was very young to learn it, but there was a man called Rajveer Khan who was from mainland India, he was a rich man yet never satisfied with what he had, he always had his eyes on ICON Company and my mother once mentioned that he thought we didn't deserve to have all the wealth gained from the company because we were northeastern people, now I realized he was such a racist.