HER FATHER’S PAIN

The sun, a golden big orb, was already standing proudly in the sky by the time Shirley returned to the Blakes Residence being driven by Amelia in her car. Although the sun was visible in the sky, its heat barely reached the inhabitants of earth as it was a cold morning.

Getting out of the car almost at the same time with Amelia, Shirley’s head turned to the gateman who had let them in as the man had started to approach them after closing the gate.

“Ma’am Blakes, your father is inside and he is furious,” the man who seemed to be in his late forties informed. Shirley only gave him a light nod, her expression neutral before she turned to Amelia who had walked round after getting out of the driver’s seat and was now standing beside her.

The previous day, even before Amelia had arrived in the house, Shirley had told her personal maid Eva, that she was just going to be hanging out with her friend, that is Amelia and would leave with her as soon as she came but that wasn’t all, knowing that