5/B เมืองร้างต้องคำสาปที่หายสาปสูญ

"Flight number 19 has landed...…"

A beautiful little girl checked her phone, 'the time is right she must be here anytime.'

"Amy?!" a sweet voice was heard. The girl named Amy turned towards the voice source, and with her misty eyes, she engulfed the person in her arms.

"I missed you so much, Jessica! "The girl called Jessica was Amy's childhood friend and the beautiful and talented young miss of Han family. Jessica was not her birth name. She changed her name to Jessica when she left for States.

"Amy, it's been so long. I missed you too," said Jessica.

"Liar! If you had missed me you would have at least texted me over these years?" Amy said almost choking on her tears which flowed without any warning when she met her long-gone best friend. She would always miss her when she visited the places, where she once went with Jessica when all was going well.

"You only called me when you needed me. Humph..... Is this how you treat your friend?" Amy complained.

"Oh….. By the way, did you get the thing I asked for, your highness?" exclaimed Jessica.

"Now you are back to normal. Yeah, I got the thing you asked it's in the car. Now let's go, mom has prepared a huge feast in the happiness of you coming back." They both went out chatting about Jessica's life abroad.

There was a fancy black-colored Bugatti parked outside. As soon as both the friends exited the airport and reached the car, a driver walked out from the driver's seat and opened the back door for the ladies.

In the car, Amy handed over a folder with the information of all the major or minor things happening in the Han family, after Jessica left. "I know you were very hurt after your mom's sudden death but you need to forget the past and lead a peaceful life."

On the mention of her mother's death, Jessica's face darkened and the temperature around her dropped. "After you left, your father was very heartbroken-".

"Hah. My father, that also heartbroken?! Not possible, how could his heartbreak when he has no heart at all?"

There was dead silence in the car. "Why do you want to ruin the mood with mentioning those useless people?" It was Amy who spoke.

"Those useless people called me back. Don't know what new tricks do they have this time up their sleeves." Jessica said after a while, controlling hard not to cry. 'You need to be strong. Those scums are not worthy of even your tears or time.' Jessica clenched her hands and finally calmed down.

Soon they reached Amy's house. Amy belonged to the Fang family, who owned the leading company in the entertainment industry. Amy's mother was very caring towards Jessica and treated Jessica as her own daughter.

"Oh, dear! Jessica! Why did you take so long to come back? I have missed you so much. Did you forget your family?" Mother Fang rushed to squeeze Jessica in her motherly warmth. "You have grown thinner. Come in, I have made a whole feast for you. I will definitely make you thicker before you return."

"She has just returned and you already want her to leave. Jessica does not mind the words of this old lady." Said father Fang' walking down the stairs. "Yes, yes. Don't believe the words of this old man also. Ok, Jessica." And the both of them started arguing. They both had a very special bond and loved each other dearly.

"Let's go to my room and fresh up. They will be fine after a while." Amy whispered. Jessica nodded.

Without making a noise, they both went upstairs into Amy's room. Amy had designed her room herself, keeping the theme of a typical girlish color- pink. Her whole room was pink. Her bed, curtains, walls, dressing table, wardrobe, and every single thing that was present there.

Jessica remembered this design from the time she last visited this place that was about 5 years back. "Your room…has not changed a single bit. "Jessica said, her eyes almost popping out. Amy gave a small chuckle and sat down on the bed patting to the chair next to her. Jessica understood her gesture and sat on the chair.

"Jessica, I have a serious matter to discuss with you." In return, Jessica nodded, feeling tensed 'cause Amy was always cheerful and had never been so serious, not even when she had her college entrance. "Don't get angry. I heard something when I went to my father's study and he was discussing something with Mr. George the other day. Mr. George said that your family called you back so they could marry you to Steve Smith, the leading industrialist and the owner of the Kayano Company."

Hearing this Jessica was stunned. After a while, her expressions changed and her face turned icy cold. Amy who was noting the change in her expression felt a chill down her spine and sat straight.

The temperature was cold enough to turn a person into a block of ice. The source of this coldness was none other than Jessica. There was a sudden change in these conditions when someone knocked at the door.

Amy, rooted on her spot, jumped in terror with the sudden sound in the extremely cold and soundless room.

"Sister!  Come down quickly! Mom has set up the feast and is not allowing anyone to even glance at the food. Bring Sister Jessica along. Hey! Give me a reply" a childish yet sweet voice was heard from the door.

This voice belonged to none other than Amy's youngest brother who was just in his early teens. Amy would usually fight with him as she was the second-youngest after him and before his birth she received all the pampering from her older brothers as well as her other relatives. But after he was born all her limelight of a pampered child was snatched from her and all the people around her gave their attention to the little beast- a name by Amy to her younger brother.

Amy always thought her brother to be a useless person who would just lazily moved around. Perhaps for the first time in her lifetime, she wanted to hug him and even change her attitude towards him. "Come in!" Amy exclaimed happily, moving towards the door to open it.

Jessica regained her composure and looked towards the new guest. The door flew open and a cute little teenager with dark brown hair entered the room. Jessica instantly recognized the familiar face of Ron, Amy’s brother. Her face lit up with a happy smile.