Chapter 2

ELYRA.

"Young Miss Elyra? I think you have the wrong house." She stated when I nudged her out of the way.

"I think that would be me." Alan held out a hand and I took it, smiling I turned around to wave at the Radriels who looked stunned and particularly Stàr who looked like she was strapped in a daze and unable to get out of it.

"Here you go, Miss." Alan, my personal driver, offered to open the car door and I walked in and he shut it after me.

"Is this it? Is this why you wanted a divorce? Because you had some guy you were cheating on me with?" Nick yelled, pursuing after the car as Alan zoomed out of the driveway and I sighed, blinking my eyes repeatedly to stop the tears from flowing out.

I was so strong back there, I was almost at the edge of breaking down into tears but I held my shit together.

"Your parents would be delighted to see you, Miss Elyra." I smiled weakly as I turned on my phone.

"Would they? It's been 3 years and I rebelled against them. I even went ahead to marry someone without their knowledge and consent, I can't even wait for them to say 'I told you so' I probably deserve it." I shut my eyes as the tears began rolling down.

"Even at that, I'm sure they would still be glad you're coming back." 

"I would really appreciate silence, Alan." He nodded and thankfully, stopped talking altogether.

The hairs on my skin stood up and I didn't need to look to know that goosebumps cover up my skin as Alan drove into my family's estate.

It was exactly how I knew it to be, graceful and silent. You would doubt that anyone ever lived here.

"Your parents should be at the third floor. It's game day." I need, clutching my bag, I went in and took the elevator to the third floor.

Standing at the doorway, I remembered how much fun game day used to be and yet, it seemed like everything had changed.

Mum and dad sat quietly, just staring at the TV like they were trying to relieve old memories.

"I think it's past beginning of game time." I finally said to get their attention and as expected, they both swirled to meet my eyes.

"Elyra? Oh my goodness, am I dreaming? Is that you? Elyra!" Mum called in a whisper like she was unable to believe her eyes.

"Mum." I called, gulping as I didn't want tears to flow out. At least, not now.

"Oh lord, bless my heart. It's you." She called like it was getting hard to breathe for her and I dropped my bag and ran towards her.

"I've missed you so much, mum." I cried, enveloped in her arms was my safe space as I began bawling my eyes out.

"I should have never left, I should have listened to you." I cried and she patted my head softly.

"It's okay. It's going to be fine.” She consoled softly and I just held on to her.

My mother is so supportive, she didn't bother asking what had happened even after I rebeled and went ahead to marry him despite her refusal.

“Mom, I was stupid and—” She shook her head in negativity as she smiled softly.

“No! Everyone makes mistake my love, everyone does.” I nodded, as I turned to stare at my father who had been gaping at me the whole time like he couldn't even begin to guess who I was.

“Dad…”I called softly and I saw my mom gulp so I turned to stare at her with inquisitive eyes.

“He has amnesia and cancer and hasn't gotten any treatment so it's possible he doesn't remember you. He doesn't even remember me most of the time.” She stated and I could feel every inch of hurt that followed with her words.

“What? What?” I literally raced across the room and threw my arms around him as tears began to pour out of my eyes yet again..

“Dad?” He stared at me in confusion as he tilted his head to a side.

“Who are you?” He asked and I could feel my entire world falling to my feet as I stared at him.

Oh fuck no! I never for once thought that there be a time in life when my father wouldn't recognize me. I just couldn't think of it.

“Mum, we have enough to take father to a good hospital and have him treated. Why havent you ?” She stared at him for a while and blinked back her tears like she was hiding it from them and that was understandable.

Perhaps she didn't want him to see her hurting.

“Let's talk at the balcony.” She requested and I nodded, placing a soft kiss on my dad's cheek before walking over to my mum.

Once we were at the balcony, out of ear shot, mum's tears began running out as she sniffled.

“We have nothing to take care of your father currently. We don't have anything. The company is been hoarded right now. Your father gambled it off one of the nights when he was drunk and the only way to get it back is if we give something in return.” Mum placed a hand to hr chest as she leaned against the railing and I bit the insides of my mouth till I could feel the metallic taste of blood inside of my mouth.

“What did they request for?” I asked, wondering how bad life was turning for us.

“Something they know we can't give, that's why they offered it. They want a marriage alliance, they know you're married. Why would they request that when they know there's no one we can give to them? They know what they're doing.” My mum rolled her eyes, it was brimming with tears and red like she had been punched while I bit my lips hardly.

“What if…” I trailed off softly and mum turned to stare at me with a negative expression on her face, she was already shaking her head in negativity like she already knew what I was about to say.

“What if we give them what they want?”