Zora's POV

I touched my check in pain as tears stung my eyes. "Why do you have to always ruin everything I have, you can't bare to see me happy can you? He would have chosen me if you didn't show that ugly face of yours".

" Why didn't you stay in your room why did you come out when you weren't told to do so? I hate, hate,hate you Zora. I wish you were dead. If you hadn't shown your face, I would have been rich by marrying him." With those heart breaking words she stormed off to her room.

"Becca is right,but I guess it has already happened there is no need to back off now." Father said. I knew I was not needed there so I quietly went upstairs to my room. I couldn't believe a big issue like this occurred and Becca felt jealous of me.

Tears cascading down my face as I recalled the recent events. I was literally being given to someone as a payment and my parents couldn't even convince the man to have a change of mind. And they still blamed me for it.

I sobbed quietly in my room and wondered how things changed drastically in a few years. My parents weren't always like this, I wish I could have the old loving, caring family they used to be back.

I wish I could speak and stand up for myself but that was a dream I could only see from afar. Clod water was thrown at me which made me wide awake. I looked at the person who I'd expected it to be Becca.

"Ooh please don't tell me you are too rich now to make breakfast, you still have a few hours around here and that still makes you obey every word of mine. Now I expect breakfast ready in the next forty five minutes."

I stood up and headed straight to the bathroom as I was soaking wet. After the cold bath I made my way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. My last day in doing this things and puting up with my parents.

We all ate in silence as no one was ready to start a conversation. That exclude me because even if I wanted to talk I wouldn't be able to. When we were done eating, I cleaned the bowls we ate in and when I was drying my hands, I heard the door bell ringing.

I was really scared and heart thumped harder against my chest. Was it really it. Was is it really him, maybe it was one of dad's friends and maybe mom or Becca's. My grip on the door knob tightened with every click it made. As I was the one getting the door and no one seemed like they really looked forward in meeting the person outside the door. Well excluding Becca.

I just hopped my prayers were answered and maybe something happened to him and he couldn't come and get me. Just maybe.

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