Chapter 0004

All the emotions I bottled up, everything that had happened that I kept to myself, came crashing down because of Millie's comfort, and I couldn't help but let myself be and cry freely.

Millie was my good friend and the only person who didn't treat me differently in our world because, let's be honest, being Oscar's surrogate daughter didn't automatically command respect from others within our class.

At all the events I was invited to, they always talked down on me, calling me dirty-poor blood because, well, they were like royalty or something, but I didn't choose this.

I didn't ask my mother, whoever she was, to be a surrogate for this family.

Millie was from another wealthy family, married to another billionaire; frankly, her life was all easy, so you can just understand what she went through to be my friend, but we grew up together, and the fact that her husband, Miles, was Rodrigo's best friend brought us even closer.

“She has lost it; your friend has lost it.” I heard Rodrigo say, damn, he was still here, but he didn't sound like he cared that I was crying.

“Spare her, Rodrigo; can't you see she's in pain?”

“She didn't spare my baby.”

“Oh, really? You know it was hers, too.”

“And she didn't care; I mean, why else was she drinking even knowing she was pregnant?” Okay, there I could feel Rodrigo's emotion; he was upset, and he had the right to be, but I wasn't drinking. Anthony, our son, pushed me. Why doesn't anyone believe me?

“A-Anthony pushed me.” I managed to say it even though I've said that countless times to Mom and Dad, but they didn't believe me. Aaliyah was so mad that I was accusing her son.

“See, and she's blaming a twelve-year-old for pushing her off the stairs. Like, can you hear yourself? How can a small boy push a twenty-eight-year-old? Make it make sense.”

“Rodrigo, please just go, okay? You are only making her more upset.”

“Upset? She's the one who's upset?”

“Rodrigo!” Millie raised her voice. Oh yes, she was the only one who could raise her voice at him because there were friends.

“Speak to your friend Millie; she must sign the papers.”

“I know, and I will, but not like this,” Millie answered, and I wasn't happy with her response. What did she mean she will? Was that the reason she was here? She also wanted me to sign the papers? She knew how I felt about Rodrigo. I won't just give him up.

“Honey?” She cupped my cheeks as I had pulled myself from her.

“I'm not signing anything.”

“See? She has lost it, Millie; I can't stay married to her any longer.”

“What about your vows?”

“Ask her; I never said any vows to her. Our marriage was a contract, that's it.”

“Contract?” I nodded my head, not believing all of the hurtful words he was saying. I mean, I was here, clearly hurt; the color of my skin was proof of it, but he was ignoring all of that. How did I fall for this monster?

“Rodrigo, just go, please.”

“Is she going to sign?”

“No!” I screamed, “I'm not signing anything.”

“Baby, calm down.”

“No, Millie, you're not in my shoes; don't ask me to calm down.”

“See, she's so ungrateful, too.”

“Okay, Rodrigo, you need to go, Mr. Wilson!” Millie called for Dad, and he seemed to be at the door as he came rushing in. “Take Rodrigo; I want to speak to my friend.” She asked him, and Dad hesitated. I mean, he could never really move Rodrigo even if he wanted to, so this was a joke.

But while Dad respected Millie, she was from a prestigious family, potential business partners according to him, and so he spoke to Rodrigo, telling him Aaliyah needed him, which I'm sure was a lie, but, well, just like everyone, Rodrigo didn't play when it came to my sister, as he rushed out, leaving Dad behind.

“You too, Mr. Wilson, and thank you,” Millie said as he was silent for a moment, just staring at me, and I was staring at him too. I couldn't believe he was my father and was watching all this happen to me.

“These are the things you need to be returning to your sister, you know that, Valeria Wilson, so why are you making this difficult for her?” He asked, shaking his head as if in disbelief, “I knew you were a mistake, but I didn't know you would cause me so much pain.” He continued before finally leaving after urging Millie to encourage me to sign.

I walked to the mattress and sat down, my eyes still fixed on the door that the man who brought me into this world had just left through.

At this point, I was not sure I had more tears in my body, as nothing was coming out anymore. I'd been staring there for a moment. If this couldn't make me cry, then air could, but nothing.

“I’m sorry, girl; once you recover your memory, things will go back to normal.” I heard Millie say, which made me turn to her, she had picked up the envelope, and she was going to get close to me when I asked her to stop. “Val?”

“Get me out of this place.”

“What?”

“I haven't lost my mind. I'm fine. I know I am. Please get me out of here.”

“Oh, poor thing, do you remember you lost your baby?”

“Which is not important. Please, can you sign my release papers? I need to leave this place. I…”

“Poor thing is so confused. Oh, Val, I'm so sorry for this. I'm sure they will take care of you. I will make sure you recover your memory.” She didn’t listen to me, which made me stop, as I realized I was wasting my time. “I promise to visit you as much as—”

“Get out.”

“What?”

“Leave... Now, before I scream.” I threatened and she didn't seem moved, so I told her I was crazy and I would hurt her, and seeing that I had my hands like claws—I mean, with the nails looking so pointy—she quickly moved back. I could see the fear in her eyes.

Of course, she asked me to calm down, but I didn't back out as I now stood up and strode toward her, and she ran out like crazy. I couldn't believe she believed I had lost it, that I could actually hurt her.

Well, the door was opened as soon as it was closed, and the two maniac nurses came in, ready to punish me. How did I know? They came with the wheelchair that had a shock.

They always did this at least once a day since I got here, and trust me, the shock always left me numb. Someone even said there were people here who came in normal but turned into crazy because of the shock. I can't even guess, as I knew Aaliyah was behind that.

She wanted me to lose my mind, and trust me, the more this thing was used on me, the more I felt a part of my senses failing.

I knew if this went on for another week, I would really go crazy. I mean, no one believed me, so I might as well start accepting my fate.

“Time for fun.” One of them said as she came to me and forcefully took me by my arm, I wasn't even resisting, but she still used force as she sat me in the wheelchair.

“Well, fun for us, but you already knew that.” The other giggled as she tied my wrists to the wheelchair arm while the other reached for my legs.