Chapter 4: Meet up with Mia

The next morning, Fidelia woke up on her bed. She really wished and prayed that she would never have to ever face that again the traumatic and painful event of her dying again

She was holding her phone to remember the events that happened today. It was the day she lost totally . The day Silas proposed.

Fidelia had a good memory, and she hardly forgot anything. Lost in her thoughts, a sound came from the door.

“Fidelia, breakfast is ready..are you awake.”

After saying this, she didn't bother waiting for a reply she left. It sounded like a normal routine to her. Hearing her voice, the anger deep inside me started boiling.

That was her step sister Bridget, the one that nearly killed her. No, she did kill her. It was something they had all planned and decided.

They all had a hand in her death, Bridget, Alice and Silas and Fidelia was coming for all each one or them.

They were the only family she had, yet they made her miserable. What exactly had she done wrong right from when she was small. Fidelia really wanted to know why she was treated as an outcast.

Yes, she knew she was adopted but was all the fate of the adopted children like this or hers was just different. They always made sure to make them feel like shit

Fidelia stayed in my thinking when her phone rang and she saw the caller. 'Babe'

That was what she had used to save the person who had killed her. She didn't believe she had fallen for him.

'Was I that miserable? ' She asked herself, remembering his confession.

The phone rang again, and this time, she picked up.

“Hey babe, hope you didn't forget lunch by 3:30 p.m.”

Fidelia said, hearing the sound of his voice, my body shook.

She had deeply fallen in love with him, her mind was aching.

She wanted to be with him, she really wanted to forgive him.

The Passover wanted to tell her she was still alive and the silence was innocent. It was the one from the future that had killed her.

Then she snapped.

“Am I stupid?” Fidelia said out loud, as the flashes of her death reflected in her head.

At that point, she saw him, looking at her coldly and expressionless.

Why did she struggle to breathe, even before her death.

This was all an act

Silas saw him watching her coldly and expressionless while she struggled to breathe.

Moments before her death.

This was all an act, she said with denial.

Silence replied from the other side of the phone, confused by what she had said.

“I’ll be there, don’t worry,” Fidelia said and dropped her phone.

Fidelia swore she was going to take her revenge on every single one of them.

I’m not going to be weak-hearted again, and I will never be. I died, and I’m not planning on dying again till every single person had been raped.

And like that, she had made up her mind. Fidelia freshened up and grabbed her bag.

Before that, she opened her laptop and scrolled through for a while.

When she was finally done, she had gotten the location she wanted.

She closed the laptop and kept it in her bag then she left her room for the dining.

“What took you so long? Your food was getting cold,” Alice said as she sat with preachers by her side.

Hearing this, Fidelia squeezed her hand as her body was refusing to look up at them. She was then to reach deep inside her.

“I think she took her time to dress this morning. Is there a plan I’m not aware of?” Bridget said, smiling.

Fidelia forced a smile and looked off.

“How did you know? Are you spying on me?” Fidelia said jokingly.

At this point, Bridget laughed, and Alice followed.

“What are you both hiding from me? Come on, tell me.”

“You shouldn’t mind Bridget, Mom. I’m just going on a date with Tyler this afternoon.”

Fidelia smiled like she didn’t know they had all planned it out.

The fake smiles and the sudden act of kindness were all, so she and Silas could start dating and get married, and then they would wreck her.

"Oh, that's nice."

"Who knows, more surprises may appear today"

'You can't imagine the surprise I have planned.' She just said in her mind,

"I can't wait." She said out loud.

She smiled in a sudden joy thinking she really had talent in acting.

She finished her meal and left the house.

All she really wanted was peace of mind away from this pit of hell She called her family.

And she was going to destroy them, no doubt.

But her heart was still shaking.

She really wanted to control her emotions.

Immediately, she stepped out of the house. She felt her chest in pain and almost tripped.

She had to hold the wall to be on her feet.

And there Fidelia exhaled and inhaled, exhaled and inhaled.

She told herself she had been so disgusted seeing the people who planned her death.

And she was pretending she didn't know.

Fidelia Crawford was the first daughter, second child of the Crawford family.

She had an elder brother who hardly greeted her, but she didn't care.

She preferred a secret and private life, an identity no one knew about her.

Fidelia took out her car keys and went to the car, driving to the salon.

She needed a better look for someone that was going to seduce someone important for her revenge plan to work.

“How do you want it?”

Fidelia was looking at her self when the hairstylist asked

"The usual cuts right?" , but Fidelia didn’t want the curly look anymore.

“No, I don’t want the curls anymore.” This got the hairstylist shocked.

She had only asked as a part of her usual routine, so she didn’t expect the response from Fidelia.

The Hairstylist did not expect the response from Fidelia.

Stretching into something sexy, Fidelia said she had long hair, and she felt she needed a confident, sexy look.

Fidelia opened her eyes and saw a beautiful, sexy lady in the mirror.

For the first time, she smiled as she looked at herself.

The hairstylist said even she was shocked by Fidelia's transformation from a nerd to someone hot.

But something didn’t feel right, and it was the outfit.

“I need to change my outfit. I can’t miss the epic date,” Fidelia said.

Then she paid the stylist and told her to keep the change.

At that time, she was about to leave when she heard her name.

“Fidelia.”

Acting like she hadn’t planned to meet up with the person in front of her.

“Reporter Mia, wow, it’s been a long time.”

Fidelia started walking to hug her.

This was her classmate back in the days.

She was a reporter, but not an ordinary reporter—the one that targeted politicians, exposed their scandals, and their bad deeds.

“You really look different than the last time I saw you,” Mia spoke.

“Really? Well, things happened. Speaking of things, let’s have a drink. We need to talk.”

Mia was shocked and confused.

They were school mates, but they needed to talk?

The Fidelia everyone knew was the weak lady, but what no one knew was that she was actually a hacker.

She enjoyed hacking, but she always used it to help people. People who were scammed—she recovered their losses and all.

Now, she was going to use it for something quite dangerous in her revenge plan.

Before leaving her home, she attacked a potential ally, hacked into her database, and found Mia Thompson's schedule. So she made it a coincidence, meeting her there, before she had her hair done.

“Mia, how would you like a juicy story? About two months before Mia's wake-up, and to get ready to publish it.”

Fidelia started with a catchy intro, and it worked. Mia was feeling invested.

“Who am I talking about here?” She became serious.

“Someone who you would love to destroy. The first son of the Castle's Empire,” Fidelia said.

“Silas?”

Mia was really shocked and caught off guard.

She had been targeting Silas for quite a while now, but everything she had done had always backfired or been covered up.

“Yes. Silas Carson.”

Fidelia smiled dangerously. Her first ally had been won over.