DAVINA“You didn't fail, ma’am.” Maria had told me, with the most reassuring smile ever. “You aren't Lucille yet and you cannot embody her just because you have makeup on.”“Away from trying to embody another person, work on improving yourself internally, and then you can finally blend your attributes with your goals.” My goals were to become Lucille King while biting back at Davina Williams’ enemies and also Lucille’s adversaries but I wouldn't be able to do that if I didn't have even an iota of Davina in me. “The aim isn't to become Lucille King completely, ma’am. We strive for a better version of yourself too.” “You are important.” As always, Maria didn't judge and it seemed Shaw had strategically placed her by my side. She knew her onions, her way with words was magical and as I took off the makeup on my face, I was reminded of her words again. Lucille King was just a mask, to achieve my goals. I was the real person being transformed. As the night deepened, I retired to bed,
DAVINA“Welcome, Mrs. Shaw.” Doctor Victoria Dean addressed me with a smile, but I only nodded with an awkward one. That name seemed to bounce off me with indifference. It was foreign to me. She examined my face with her gloved hands and eyes that shone with interest, quickly making me comfortable. She turned my face gently, using sharp tools to pick at my acne flares before she would inspect them closely. I wasn't in pain, unlike times when I would try to pick at them. As Maria said, Victoria was a renowned Dermatologist and had helped multiple women regain their confidence, their smile which wouldn't strain across multiple pus-filled pimples and cysts. In her private clinic, she had staff waiting on her patients, smiling to make them feel comfortable and not less than themselves. I received exceptional treatment and here I was, lying on the examination chair that seemed more cushioned than the mattress I had in the Miles mansion. “You have new acne flares compared to the picture
DAVINAI clenched the baton with a tighter grip this time, I was not going to just throw, I was going to continuously wreak havoc just the same way I would do in Adeline’s life. However, I wasn't going to move rashly. I was going to move with precision, sneak up on them like a quiet storm and they wouldn't see me coming. As I held the baton, Shaw’s suit jacket covering me, I felt powerful and covered. Adeline’s innocent smile flashed in my eyes, her jabbing words that were disguised as concern and love echoed in my ears. Behind her mask, I envisioned her real face. The face that laughed evilly at me while I did her bidding. And then me, standing timidly before her while I listened to her, worshipped her, and looked up to her for years. That was what I aimed for, to tear off her mask and fire at her real face and then raise my head up high before her, so I wouldn't be that timid sister again. My hands moved, my muscles flexed, and my veins flowed with energy as I smacked the baton
DAVINAI hesitated, searching Shaw’s face to really know if he was really interested in hearing me out. Or was he just showing superficial concern? But then, his gaze that rested on me was sharp and assessing, one that was deliberately boring into me, to slice me open. I couldn't hide it. My lips moved, quivering as I narrated the horrific nightmare. When I talked about the fire, I broke into sobs again. “I feel stupid.” I managed to say, in between my sobs. “I don't even have any real children and yet I cry over...”“You can’t help it.” He said, his eyes carrying understanding now. “It must have been a dream or a wish of yours to become a mother someday.”I parted my lips in surprise, seeing that he didn't see my nightmare as pathetic as I was still clinging to a wish that couldn't be fulfilled. Growing up in a foster home and being adopted by a family devoid of true affection, I craved to have my own, to give love without bounds. “But Semion took that dream away.” Yes. If he ha
DAVINA I was engulfed, almost like I was falling into an abyss, an abyss that was just my life. I sat right in the laundry room in the Miles mansion, folding up numerous clothes like I always do every other day, smelling of laundry detergent but also, I smelled of milk. A sweet little baby was placed right on my thighs, suckling milk like it was candy. And then, there was another, a toddler, smiling by the door with her arms wide open, just for me to come get her. I smiled happily at her, dumping the clothes that disappeared with a whiff to take my child. “Get out of the way!” Suddenly, Semion’s sharp voice cut through, pushing the little girl out of the doorway with an irritated expression. “If you want your mother that much, why don’t you walk to her?” “Are your legs broken?!” The hate he had for his children, radiated off him, it scared the little girl. Her cries burst out, turning into loud sobs that tore at my heart and brain. I closed my eyes tightly and held m
ADELINE “Have you seen the news, Miss Williams?” One of the many ladies sucking up to me because of my new status quickly rushed to me. Shock was written all over her face as she passed her phone to me. I gently took it, maintaining the sweet smile on my face. No matter what, I had to maintain my image. The bold words written on the phone made me gasp, practiced and well-executed. “HEIRESS’ BODY BURNT BEYOND RECOGNITION IN HER APARTMENT.” “Your sister…” The lady gasped, her eyes showing pity. “She burnt to death.” My hands shook, the phone falling from my hands. My face mirrored grief, and then a staggering figure that was quickly caught in her arms. “Oh no…” I held my belly, forcing tears out of my eyes. After years of acting and practicing, the tears came out in a second. “Miss Williams, the baby.” The ladies surrounded me. “Quick, let’s get her to her car. She is weak…” I let them lead me straight to my car, just what I wanted. After such huge news, I cou