More Than That

Micage's POV:

Scarlett was right, I blame it all on my bad omen...I usually do. What she had said back there was something I could not stop playing in my head. She hurt me really bad, I don't think I've ever been this hurt before.

Wiping the drop of tears that left my eyes, I walked through the stairs until I was outside of the building. I walked through the grassy and flower sculptured environment until I made it to where I was headed.

Going into the room, I found her mother and brother lying peacefully on the bed. They looked like they were asleep but I knew they weren't. The boy seemed to notice my presence because he looked up at me and immediately nudged his mother too who raised her head and turned her gaze to me. I ignored them. My eyes inspected the room and I saw how disorganized it was. The maids hadn't done any cleaning for some days. I hissed. I hated dirt, I hated seeing my properties get stained with some fucking dirt and mess.

" Have you had lunch yet?" I asked them e