Chapter 1

Children are playing around. They are innocent. I hope they wouldn't see the cruelty of the world. The cruelty that many others are bearing on their shoulders.

The orphanage 'mother' came and told them to go inside as the sun was setting down. She is more of a mother to me than my own mother. Her name is Melanie. She always cares about the children as if she is their own mother. And I personally think she is. Love has no bounds. And just like that she loved everyone with her heart and it has no bounds.

Melanie came from a very rich family and she married a person because her parents told her to. An arranged marriage. Her family is cruel. After one year of her marriage, when she was pregnant she got into an accident. An accident that took away her child. Took away the chance to bear another child again. After hearing this, her husband divorced her. And her parents left her. She didn't give up there though. She completed her education and earned some money. With that money she built this orphanage and gave home to hundreds of orphans who are like me. She showed her inner mother, showering all the kids with love.

 I wouldn't say that but I wish someone would care about me. Care. I laughed at that word. It is a very meaningful and powerful word. People use it carelessly and just toss that word to all as if they really care. Caring is an illusion because in my opinion, no one cares about others and if they do care they end up heartbroken. 

Again, the world is cruel.

I saw that Melanie was again coming out. Sending the children in when they didn't listen she showed her the chocolate ice cream she made, slowly coaxing them in. After they all went, I saw that she is making her way to the room I was currently living in.

Melanie came to my room and knocked on the door. Even though it is an orphanage they gave me a luxurious guest room. Probably it is Georges doing. But I don't care about all these luxuries. They didn't bring me the peace nor did they bring me the happiness I desperately needed in my life. It is just a way of living.

George is my foster father and he is one of the people I trust very much. As I opened the door, I put my emotionless face back. The facade that I was tired of keeping anymore. But in the world we are living it is the only thing that keeps us going. Even though I admire and love her I wouldn't let my guard down. She came with a plate of food. 

"Ruby, you have to eat. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning. You will get ill again." She said as she patted on my head.

I probably forgot to eat food. I couldn't feel anything. I feel.........numb. Almost like a living corpse. Just functioning mechanically. Dead in the heart.

"I will eat." I said in my usual cold and distant voice. I dont recognize my voice. She went back again as I stared at the food. I decided to eat. 

After eating I sat back again and continued doing my work. I own three companies. I, myself, have built those and they are my babies. I am proud of it. 

One of my companies is Ruby. It is a fashion designing company. The other one is sapphire. This one was a car designing company. The last one is smith. It is about hotels and casinos that are there all around the world. These companies matter a lot to me. No one helped me build those. I, myself earned the money doing everything I could get and started these.

It was almost five in the morning when my work finished. There is no trace of sleep in my body. I know I have to sleep. But I fear those nightmarish memories that keep on haunting me. I felt physically numb in my legs so I decided to go to gym for a few more minutes. Spending a hour in gym, over exerting myself to the point I felt fainting, I stopped. I went back to my room.

I showered and did my daily routine as a robot. As I was about to go outside, Melanie came. She smiled warmly at me. I didn't return it but I could feel my eyes warm up a bit involuntarily.

She asked me to go to her office. As soon as she asked me to take a seat.

"I know this will be difficult for you but you have to at least try. Listen to me first before you take any decisions- "before she 

could say anything. I cut her off and instead asked "Are they taking me in or not?"

She looked shocked. "How?...." she trailed off. 

"It is very obvious. You were never nervous around me and you were nervous now and I wouldn't get angry at anything except going back there" I said as if it was very obvious. 

But the truth was, this everything is all my plan. My plan that I planned for two months. This is something very important to me. I already have other ways to get in but it is important.

She stared at me for a few seconds and said "yes".

No….

My plan is something I worked very hard to build on. But I didn't expect them to be really accepting me to their house. What should we expect from some people who left their little sister when she was in a very deep need.  When I was in deep need that I forgot that I was a human at that time. They were not there even though they already know that I was in a orphanage.

How could I even trust them? Let alone believe that they could actually care. And my reaction was obvious.

Okay...... were they shitting me right now.  They were fucking up with my brain.