Chapter 11

Haden

My heart held so much sadness for Ivory. I was hurt because I saw the look in my dad's eyes. He looked at her with disgust and disbelief, like she was worth nothing.

Two weeks had passed since the party and everything had settled. But there was this feeling that hung over the air. The feeling that Aubrey is the most hurt out of us all.

She hadn't left the confines of her room since that party. She ordered our new maid, Lucia, to deliver food to her upstairs everyday. Lucia was a 45 year old woman with kind brown eyes, black hair with grey streaks. She had a plump figure, which she carried with confidence and a comforting presence.

Currently sitting in the kitchen I slowly ate my breakfast, my mind often wandering back to Aubrey. Is she okay? After what happened between her and her brother, she seemed to be in a daze.

After eating I strode upstairs and knocked on the door. I couldn't care less about Aubrey but the least I could do is check on her.

"Aubrey, open up!" I called onl