Life is a long journey they say but what if it's full of pain , sadness and disappointment all over again and again till it leaves you hopeless and broken would you still continue it or will step down without reaching your stop that 's what happened...
If only the moon could speak it will tell you the tales of my yearning heart waiting for your presence - Ethan
Narrator point of view
The wind flowed gently in the sky with twinkling stars as a young girl hastily made her way among a moving crowd her heart thumping with blood which could be heard in her ears as her footsteps drowned the conversation happening in her surroundings , today was yet another dinner night with John for her unfortunately she couldn't refuse though the Hudson's have been awfully sweet to her she thinks it's the calm before the storm having unintentionally eavesdrop on conversation of Gerald and John she knew something was definitely off and she couldn't pin point out her lack of memory made her it hard for to concentrate there was always a tiny voice in her head speaking that she is someone important and special but she didn't knew who all she knew was that it was a guy whose name starts with "E" she couldn't hear tye complete conversation hence this was all she had knowledge as of now . Hurrying her speed she took a left turn for the mansion not looking at the metal gate she headed straight for the backdoor though she was now told to roam in the mansion as she feels she never had the courage to do this truth to be told the mansion was huge and she only knew few ways which included that of working in the kitchen , her old room the attic , and some spaces where she was assigned to carry out cleaning chores no matter how much Leo tries to give her a tour of the mansion she politely and indirectly declines him as she doesn't trust a single soul in this mansion and knowing Leo with this short temperament and his anger toward her she knew spending time with him can cost her entire life . She sighed heavily reaching her room unlocking it and found yet another simple yet elegant dress lying on her bed along with some accesories and makeup taking a long glance at the clock she clutched the fabric in her hand feeling it's softness and the warmth it provided she never kept the dresses with her even if John persists fearing that if by chance she stains them then what kind of horrific punishment will be waiting her not wanting for the head servant to come and help her dress she latched the safety lock on her door and scoffed what's even the point of latching the safety lock when knowing very well that she is nothing but a mere puppet a scapegoat in this revenge waiting to get killed . The dress
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
( Advira's dress )
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
