The Cloaked Damsel

Marie's pov:

"All packed ma'am,"I smiled at the middle aged lady infront of me as my dimples popped passing the package to her.

"Thank you,Marie,"she answered back as she read my name tag.She's one of our clients.

I've been working at Estelle Couture for two years now.It was a small fashion brand back when I got hired.I was hired six months after the launching of this brand and three years later it is the most famous fashion brand in the country.

In these years that have been working here I've never seen the owner of Estelle Couture.Not only I but also the employees including the manager himself.

I waved back at the sweet lady as she takes her exit.It was closing time and there was no other client which had me grinning as the day ends.I was eager to head home after a tiresome day of fake smiles and giggles.

I don't have alot of friends of which most will think am a loner but no. I do love my own company.All employees including the manager do look down upon me.Why?I dress up as if I don't know anything about fashion yet I work in a big fashion industry.I also don't like physical touch as hugs just from anyone.They see me as an outcast because of my status,a middle class working in a famous brand.

Getting in my car I sped off home.I could see the clouds darken and I knew it's gonna rain heavily today.I sighed as I opened my living room.

Without wasting time I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower and changed to pastel blue pajamas.Settling with a cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows,I sat by the window watching the raindrops letting out an exhausted sigh.

When I was young I was scared of thunder but now I find solace in the rain as thunder becomes music to my ears.

After my parents were killed in the fire,I managed to escape through a vent.I ran as soon as I was out,good thing I didn't have major bruises or burns.I had nothing on me other than a locket my parents gifted me on my graduation.I had always wanted to be a psychiatrist but all that was thrown off the window after the incident.

I never had any where to go,all my relatives lived far from home some ten hours drive away.All the cars and the house burned down.Considering I was a good distance after running but I could see the fire seizing down.You could see my eyes were puffy I cried for my parents who were inside the house and all I could think of is my mom pushing me through the vent to run,her last words to me being "Pain has limits,fear doesn't..promise to always keep your head up so that your crown won't fall.A Queen is what you are,Belle."

That's when I realized it was over for them.As the fire went down I decided to go back to see if there is anything valuable left but sadly I got nothing.I remember turning to leave but I got a glimpse of a silhouette but as he came to view I ran to him as if my life depended on him,there he was my fiancé,William.

But he did the most unthinkable thing,he pushed me towards the fire that was almost gone and light it up again.It dawned upon me he was the arsonist.I couldn't stop all the questions running on my mind but what I was sure of I had to get out alive and that's what I did.

He thought I was dead or they,coz I heard him on the phone with someone saying it's done after I escaped.I was having difficulty in breathing due to the smoke, I was wheezing as someone who had asthma.I waited until he left and that's when I decided to act dead in this world.

The innocent girl killed in the fire,or so they thought,was no longer innocent but I was filled with rage towards them.  I would say I hate them but hate is such a strong word,I don't hate them I really do despise their character.

After doing some digging and knowing who was behind the attack,I decided it's time for me to rise up from the ashes.That was the final straw, because I vowed to myself I'll be back not only to avenge my parents death but also to make them pay,I mean choices do have consequences right?

And with that I decided to disguise myself.My real name is Isabella Rosa Morrone,grey eyes and pale skin.After everything I was no longer Isabella,I was Marie Morrone named myself after my mother.