ログインLila’s povI watched as my house was on fire, burning down, the flames grew taking down everything at its reach, what do I do? What do I do? The thought rampaged my mind. I wanted to storm inside and take my things but could I survive it? The harsh choking smell of smoke and burnt wood. I was thinking too much with no action. Nobody to help.Rayna was long gone and I was left alone to deal with this problem, I kept pacing back and forth for helpers but no one was willing to help. Everyone kept their distance as they all stopped to watch. I was about to lose my mind, everything I had, everything I ever owned was in that house.“Please…someone help me…” I begged the gathering crowd but no one was willing to. Until the other orphans stormed out when the smoke was getting too much and the fire reaching their own homes, they all rushed out to put out the fire. I placed my hand on my head as I watched my house burn to ashes, the woods crackling as the flames went up.Then came an ambulan
Lila’s povIt was Rayna, standing right by my doorstep.My hurried steps slowed to a cautious one. What is she doing here? That was the only thought racing through my mind as I forced my gaze away from her and kept my eyes fixed on my door, stepping a little closer to it.“You wouldn’t dare pretend I’m not here. Don’t test my patience, I hate being ignored,” she snapped.My heart skipped a beat. From the sound of her voice, she hadn't come looking for peace; she was here for war. But I wasn't going to fold or act gullible in front of her. I had to stand my ground.mI turned to face her.“Didn’t you get your sheets this morning? Because whatever happened today with your sheets coming late has nothing to do with me… ask Oscar” I said.“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important,” she shot back.“Fine… What brings the great future Luna to my doorstep?” I asked, offering a mocking, exaggerated bow. I noticed her eyes narrow with irritation.“I want you to let go of whatever grip you have o
Mathew’s povI obeyed my dad and acted like nothing had happened, if playing along was what it took to buy more time, then so be it. I saw no wrong in doing what I had to do.Still, the lies left a bitter taste in my mouth. All my life, I had wanted something genuine, something true, like the bond I shared with my brother. My friendship with Aiden was also a part of my life I had always taken seriously. I valued our brotherhood and the way we always seemed connected, but life has a strange way of changing things. Two friends can never truly remain of one mind forever. Eventually, they become like strangers who just happen to have a shared past, each driven by his own thoughts, his own motives.I stepped outside and walked toward the back. Overwhelmed by frustration, I slammed my fist into one of the support pillars so hard that a line of cracks webbed across the surface.Why was I so angry? Was it because of what my dad had done, or because the people around me always had to suffer fo
Mathew’s povHe walked up to us without wasting a single second. Looking back and forth between the two of us, he broke the silence.“A very interesting topic this morning… why don’t we talk more over tea?” He clapped his hands and motioned toward the dining room.My heart was racing. Terror took deep root inside me; I knew I was in trouble, far greater trouble now that he had overheard us talking.We followed behind him in silence and took our seats. A maid filled our cups with tea while he sank into his chair, leaning back in a stylish, relaxed frame.I watched him pick up his cup slowly, lifting it to his lips for a small sip. I expected him to start talking right away, but he just sat there quietly, enjoying his tea. I glanced over at Oscar and noticed he had been staring too. We exchanged a brief, frightened look before our father finally broke the silence.“No tea?” he asked, gesturing to the table with open hands.Spurred by fear, we both reached for our cups. I looked down int
Mathew’s povI was back home when Aiden called to tell me that Oscar had picked Lila up. What was he up to? I tossed the phone aside as the call ended.He had only one job for this vacation, so why was he acting so shady? I tried to wrap my head around his real intentions. I knew he was beginning to notice how things were playing out, maybe he was trying to figure out why I had made him stand guard at the beach house in the first place.I was the one who suggested the beach house, giving a reasonable cover story at the time. But now it felt like I was working against myself. He was my partner, and I used to tell him everything, yet lately, I had been keeping him on the sidelines. His curious mind couldn't rest, and he kept pushing to figure out what was really going on.How do I tell him that I was acting from a place of my heart and not my mind?I paced anxiously around the house, torn between two choices. Should I go back to the beach house, or wait for him here? I decided to wait.
Aiden’s povFirst, I had my bed fixed without anyone’s help and burned the old sheets in my furnace. One problem was down.Then, I called my driver and quickly hit the road, heading straight for Mathew’s place. I needed to speak with Oscar. Having the morning's incident spill out everywhere would be a disaster, so I had to make sure he kept quiet about it. When I arrived at the house, there was something strange that I’ve never experienced before, it was unusually silent.I walked in slowly. The main hall was deserted, no guards, no wolves, just towering walls and empty furniture.It was beyond strange.“Oscar!” I shouted. “Mathew!”No one answered.Where is everyone? I kept asking myself. Just as I turned around to leave, a loud scream shattered the silence. I couldn't mistake that voice, it was Mathew, shouting continuously without stopping. I heard Oscar’s mumbled voice too.I sensed trouble.I sprinted in the direction of the noise, it was headed close to the rear door, I went th







