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Harry couldn't help, but feel that something was wrong. This feeling was clawing at his guts. He decided to talk it out to Sia," This whole Dubai project.... seems suspiscious to me!" He trailed off still observing Sia trying to understand, what she was playing at, while she just smirked at him in reply. He slumped back realising what she was doing from the start."What do you mean by suspiscious, Harry?" Mr Holmes inquired in a confused tone, which amused Sia.She laughed, " It's so funny to me, how you all assess me always wanting to know what I am thinking about!" Harry's wild guess clearly amused her. He was not what people thought of him." What does this all mean, Sia?!" Mr Holmes raised his eyebrows at Sia. He wanted answers, to soothe his burning curiosity.Sia pressed back in the sofa, leisurely, " What am I going to do with you all?!~" She singsang, which proUNKNOWN'S POVI felt extra happy today. In the past, her smile brightened up my day, but now the only thing that could make me happy, was her destruction. I wanted to see her burn down in ashes and for her heart to bleed like what she did to me. This was the sole purpose of my life.I was walking through the corridors of my huge mansion, smiling to myself when my feets stopped at a particular spot. My body has unconsciously brought me here. This place contained so many memories. My smile dropped. If I hated her that much, then why I always ended up coming to this part of my house, that made me remember her.It was my piano room. I was standing at the door, while the piano laid there still, on the crystal clear floor. The chandelier was hanging above it, while the windows behind it showed the clear view of outside garden.I couldn't stop mys
AUTHOR'S POVEveryone was looking at Louis, trying to guess why he was so surprised and relieved at the same time. Mr Holmes clenched his fists, thinking about the possibility, that Sia has made it through, this time too. This gesture didn't go unnoticed by Sia's hawk like eyes. She smirked internally."Alright! I will discuss this with our CEO and then give you a final answer!" Louis's final words made Sia's attention shift back to him.Louis hanged up the call and sighed, pulling back his hairs.Harry who had been silent for a while, sulking got curios at Louis's oddly relieved expressions and questioned him, "Who was it, Louis?!" Harry brought his hands together and rubbed them, which was his nervous habit. Only Sia's friends knew about this nervous habit. It was weird to see Harry nervous, as he was the embodiment of confidence out of them all.
AUTHOR'S POVAfter taking a breath to calm herself down, Sia wiped away the reminant of tears from her face. She didn't want anyone to know that she was crying.She sighed heavily and turned around before her gaze landed on the piano. She gave it a last hateful glance and started walking out of the room.When Sia stepped inside the living room, she heard Harry hissing in a low voice, " Don't do something foolish, Lara! Control yourself!" Sia stopped in her track and curiously observed the surroundings. Louis was still rubbing his temples. Harry's eyes screamed anger and frustration, while Lara smiled crazily at him. Sia frowned at the unusual atmosphere in the room. Jack was also nowhere to be seen instead, Mrs De'souza was standing at the corner. She wondered what happened. They hadn't noticed her coming yet, so she decided to make her presence known
AUTHOR'S POVA heavy silence fell over everyone. They all were curious about what Lara was talking about. When Sia kept staying froze on her spot Lara provoked her, "It was so pathethic to watch you crying and begging for someone else, when you used to say you would never kneel down in front of anyone, ever!" She sneered placing her hand on her mouth and started laughing again. Sia's hands started shaking, while everyone else was confused at Lara's talk. Mrs De'souza stepped towards Lara with a frown and inquired, "What are you talking about, Lara?!" Mrs. De'souza was agitated and confused at the same time. She felt her heartbeat getting faster, anticipating the worst case scenario.Lara didn't reply back to Mrs De'souza and chuckled at her discomfort.Sia has had enough of Lara's nonsense. She was afrai
AUTHOR'S POVEveryone was shocked when the fact was confirmed by Sia herself. Louis felt the world closing in on him. Everyone's eyes were filled with hate now, while they glared at Lara."WHY LARA? WHY DID YOU DO IT?!" Mrs De'souza screamed at Lara, asking her about the reason for betraying them all like this. She had started crying unconsciously. Her one daughter had ruined the life of another daughter and contributed in the downfall of other two important people in her life.Lara raised her head slowly. She was tired of always being the villian of the story. She couldn't bear the hate in Mrs De'souza's eyes. She didn't have the right to hate her. She caller her daughter, but never tried to know what was in her heart. She had always preffered Sia over her and now she was asking why did she do it.Lara felt her blood boil, so
AUTHOR'S POVSia's hand that were clutching the armrests, loosensed up. The time had come. She looked back at Jack who was emotionless just as her, " Bring it Jack! It's time now!" Sia simply ordered Jack and looked at all the rest of them, who were looking at her with pity in their eyes. They all looked lifeless. They all looked like people who had lost their will to live. Sia averted her eyes away, focusing on the Eiffel Tower painting that was hanged on the wall. Emily's face showed up in it and whispered, "Everything will be alright, Sia!" Sia felt a breeze passing by her and she shook her head. She was drowing in illusion again. But she couldn't help but want to get lost in the maze of her mind, to find peace for sometime.She wanted to save them all from this grief, the feeling of being betrayed by someone they loved dearly. She wanted to save herself from the pitiful look in the
AUTHOR'S POVSia crossed the corridors and reached her room in a hurry. She opened the door and stepped inside, before closing it behind her. She didn't forget to lock it, as she didn't to see anyone right now. She supported her back on the closed door behind her and sighed, rubbing her temples. Her legs gave up and she ended up sliding to the floor with a thud. She didn't have any energy and it was getting hard to breathe for her.Why was life so hard? She often found herself asking this question, but no one was ever there to give her any answer.She grabbed her head in her hands and took deep breathes.The fading lights of the day peeked through the glass wall. Sun was going down, bidding it's farewell to the world, giving way for the darkness to conqeur once again. Darkness that was scary and hypnotic at the same time. Scary because of
AUTHOR'S POV~FLASHBACKAfter crying for almost an hour, she forced herself to get up. She hissed in pain and looked down at her knee which was bleeding. Her whole body was aching in pain, but she couldn't stay here anymore as it was getting colder just as the night was approaching and her old tattered dress was not helping in warming her up much. She grabbed the pieces of her coloring book and started limping towards her room, which was fortunately not shared by those bullies but by those who were weak just like her. She reached her room limping somehow and sighed in relief seeing it empty. They all must be out to play! She thought. She limped towards her bunker bed and slumped down on it gasping at the pain that shot through her elbow when it came in contact with bed. She rotated her arm a little and to no one'