Thirty three

I didn't know how to control my fright. I wouldn't have ever thought I would become this scared of a person. Well, this fear was inevitable. 

Only yesterday, Raymond and Rhonda had been talking about how much they hated Ivan. Raymond had even said he wished Ivan would just die. But while we were leaving the mansion, Rhonda had acted like the sweetest person in the world. To be honest, I really didn't know much about her. I didn't even know how she got to know me. 

On a fateful day, last year, she had walked up to me and had introduced herself as Ivan's aunt. She has said I could get what was rightfully mine if we would just work together. And yes, I had agreed to it. After all, I had always been a pained person. I had just seen it as an opportunity to be who I was meant to be. But, now that I was thinking about it, I was sc