~SkaiThe sun shone bright, the rays cascading to every corner of my room. I'd been awake since midnight - having a last look at my room. A part of was scared to the bone, another part happy and fulfilled like a kid that received a Christmas present.The whole mansion was quiet, but the guards were outside watching – always. I inhaled a deep and sharp breath, hung the bag over my shoulder and proceeded to move outside.I didn't act suspiciously; my eyes didn't fly around the corners and corridors like a thief. I just walked like I needed to be out - not to be unnoticed because it wasn't possible. The white car parked a few metres away from the gate; it doesn't have a licence plate, not one of Carlo's cars, I guessed. None of the guards would know who picked me up.I lowered my head a bit, focused on my tracks. “Where are you going, Sophia?” One of his men asked after all of them exchanged strange looks as I passed. I looked up and, for my sake, smiled a bit. “I have a mission,
~Skai “Hey Gio, are you home?” Tillard's voice filled up the living room - smooth and dangerous. My heart skipped. I've always avoided direct contact with him, for the fear of him recognising me one day. “Why are you here without notice?” Giovanni entered on hearing his voice. He had gotten over the issue as though he had a kid out of wedlock or he planned to get Carlo closer since Chiara wasn't his daughter.I was dressed in my workout clothes to jog around the lawn and meet Charles to talk about a few things – his plans. We grew close within a few days; meeting someone that has the same motive as me lifted my spirit. I stepped back, and thank goodness. I wasn't too close for my footsteps to be heard. “I'm always welcome, am I not ?” Tillard sneered. I sneaked back, ignoring whatever plan I and Charles had, and walked into the control room. Everything would be easier. My plans were too solid for me to be involved in a cheap eavesdropping scheme and getting caught.I sat in fro
~Juliano I leant against the wall; my father sat on a chair across from me, his head down as he tapped his legs against the floor. I had tried to sit there, but as cold as the stainless chair was, it felt like heat was evolving from inside.I had tried different sitting positions; none of them was comfortable. I moved closer to the door; even the inscription on the door - private suite, scared at me. Different doctors have been moving out and coming in, none of them spared me a glance or answered my questions, no matter how disarranged I looked.I couldn't blame Father; that wasn't just the right scenario to break the news. Finally, a doctor came out, facing me. “She's okay; it's just shock. We'll let you know when she's stable.” My eyes stared blankly for a while, inhaling and exhaling. Father sprung up, avoiding my gaze. Allysia has always been the most cherished daughter. “How did you do it?” He asked, a hint of pain glinted in his eyes. “Sophia is still there.” “Who is So
~Juliano Margo and I walked through the glass door ; my legs felt strange, like they didn't belong to me. None of us talked, different thoughts racing through our minds, as though we were saving our words till when we saw her.The police said she'd fly in with other captives; I would have gone with a private jet. We just provided her birth certificates for clarification. I glanced at Margo, her eyes glued to where she was moving towards. The little banner properly folded in her hands, her fingers grazing through it slowly. I swallowed down the negative thoughts finding their way into the forefront of my thoughts.What if Allysia didn't recognise me?I had imagined how she'd look – pale, weak.I'd imagined the emotions in her eyes – sadness, fear.I took Margot's hand and squeezed it softly, giving a comfoting nod, and she blinked. Fear and anxiety swimming through her brown eyes.We arrived an hour before; I wouldn't miss the moment for anything in the world. I looked down at the f
~SkaiHe stood in front of us, his gaze searching. I thought he went to his room; he roamed about as though he was searching for something.My heart dropped, a sudden bout of nerves rushing over me.“No, boss, I wanted to ask him how we'd arrange the living room.” Another word formed in my head, but the lie rushed out without a second thought if it was meaningful or not. I just had to say something.“Does that warrant you discussing in a corner?” His voice laced with distrust – he took in our expressions like a judge watching criminals. The lie was a bit solid, but not in that context.“I wanted to catch up with him before he left, boss.” I bowed, trying not to sound like I was exchanging words with him.He seemed a bit more calm than he was hours ago. As though he had foreseen it all. My mind whirled back to when he requested the footage of Abigail and her niece. I didn't get to watch it; maybe he got a hint from there. There wasn't just proof to back it up.“No form of friendship b
~SkaiA nurse rushed in, “Doctor Allen, there's an emergency.” Unaware of what was happening, her voice trailing off when she saw his body – cold and lifeless.“Doctor Allen” She screamed, her shivering hands covering her mouth. Her face dropped. She glanced at Giovanni and raced out before he could do anything to her. Her scrub cap falling to the ground.I didn't know if she wanted to alert others.My eyes stared at Doctor Allen's blood smeared on the white wall where he hit his head and his body fell behind his desk.Giovanni stepped backwards, looking like a wounded lion that's ready to eat anyone that comes his way. A shivering cold ran down my spine. Goosebumps covered my skin.I've seen him kill people, but it was different from the regular torturing. Doctor Allen wasn't aware he was coming; I wasn't aware when the whole chaos happened. I'd have informed him.My brain rewound how the hot bullet entered his chest and pierced through. He struggled for minutes without help. His ey