The King had almost succeeded in drowning Catherine when her body started to float out of the water.
She was glowing…her entire body was purple. The King was so stunned that he stumbled backwards.
“Oh please quit the drama. I am the one doing it” Banshee’s voice echoed and he turned to look at her.
Her words had given him such a kind of relief.
“But why are you saving her now? You had once asked me to get rid of her so why…?” The King was very confused.
“Yes…I had but that was then. Now I have seen how useful she is to us now and she can still be useful in the future especially when it is time for us to k*ll Mia” Banshee looked at the pool with her eyes half closed.
“We have to get out of here now” Banshee ordered and pointed her index finger to everything that she had used to prepare the charm and they all disappeared one after the other and so did she with her partner in crime.
At Mia’s orphanage late at night
Mia couldn’t get herself to sleep…her necklace kept on glowing as if trying to tell her something and each time she would try to sleep it would shock her around her neck.
She sat on her bed with her eyes wide open, she suddenly opened the window and looked at the night sky. It didn’t look as lovely and pleasing as it usually did.
It had a negative feeling and even the wind didn’t blow nicely.
Everything around her just screamed negativity and she couldn’t understand what was happening.
She blinked her eyes for a long time and an awful image of how her father died flashed in front of her.
A tear escaped from her eye and landed on her palm.
Mia held her tear as if it was a diamond jewel or something. She let out a sigh and took a deep breath as she tried to hold back her tears but why was she crying?
What was this feeling? And why did her necklace keep on pointing outside the window?
At Mara’s house
Mara’s POV
I felt very restless…I kept on turning on my bed. I couldn’t get myself to sleep. A huge lump had formed in my throat as if I was holding back my tears but why?
I crawled out of my bed and opened the window as I looked outside. The moon was full tonight and it looked very beautiful.
It shines in every corner of the neighborhood and normally this would give me a smile and warm my heart but I felt like a part of me was missing.
Why do I always get the feeling that I am incomplete? Each time I tried to tell my mother about it she would just throw the topic in the trash claiming that I am just missing my father.
But I have been feeling this way even before the death of my father.
The next morning at Lakshmi’s house
Lakshmi’s POV
I cannot believe that I slept for an entire day. How is that even possible?
I woke up to find my brother still lying unconscious.
I swallowed my saliva as I ran my hands through his hair but this time I could feel movements in his body as he moved his legs.
Could I be dreaming?
I removed my hands from his hair just so I could observe him more closely.
I watched as he slowly opened his eyes and was regaining consciousness.
“Thank goodness he is still alive” I murmured underneath my breath as I bit my lower lip.
“Where I’m I ?” We’re the first words he voiced out the minute his eyes were fully opened.
“WHO ARE YOU?” He screamed as if he had just seen a ghost.
He looked around as if he didn’t know this place. I was very confused even though I couldn’t understand the situation.
“Scott” I called out to him calmly.
“How did you know my name and what I’m doing here? Where is my mum?” Scott threw the duvet away from him as he climbed out of the bed trying to open the door that I had locked earlier.
“Why have you locked me in here?” He was very disturbed and if I didn’t know better I would say he looked terrified.
“Scott don’t you remember?” My face had turned pale as I placed my palm on my chest trying to calm myself down.
“Remember what? What are you talking about and why have you locked me in here? You better open the door or I am going to break it down” he warned me but it was more like a threat than a warning.
“There would be no need for that…the key is in the drawer and if this is an act Scott then you would have to end it before mum and dad come home” I pointed my index finger at him.
But with the expression on his face it was very clear that he wasn’t putting on an act.
He stormed out of my room almost immediately without giving any answer.
What has Alyssa done to my brother?. I followed him and he kept on looKing around the house like he was lost. It was driving him crazy as he grabbed the root of his hair, trying to yank them out.
“Are you crazy? Stop it…you are going to hurt yourself!” I tried to separate his hand from his head but he pushed me away, causing me to fall and bruise my elbow.
“I am sorry” he stuttered as he came to pick me up from the floor but I moved away from him.
Scott had done many things to me but never has he been violent.
“I hope I didn’t hurt you too much” he was trying to show some kind of remorse while I blew some air on my bruised elbow, hoping that it might help ease the pain I was feeling.
I took a last look at him before I ran away. I needed time to cool my head and assimilate everything.