(Author’s POV)
"I know your feelings are hurt by what I suggested but please~ please, let me talk to you, Wends. Please Wendy, I just want to have a conversation with you," Myra tried to say it calmly but her throat choked as she sounded a bit scratchy and shaky.
Once again, there was nothing but silence from the other side. When Myra turned and was about to return back to her room, Wendy’s door made a click sound indicating her door was open now.
Myra licked her lips and gave herself a minute to get her composure back. With light footsteps, she walked inside Wendy’s room.
Wendy was sitting on her bed with her face buried in her knees. She wasn’t crying or wailing like before but her face was still tear stricken. Slowly and steadily, Myra walked towards Wendy’s bed sank as she sat beside her sister. "Wends ......" she murmured as gently as possible. "I am sorry. I~"
Wendy raised her head and looked straight at Myra, not giving her chance to say anything more, "Why? Why do we need to move, sister, why? Just why? I have my whole life here, my precious bonds here. I don’t want to go to Esteria or any other place. I want to stay in Damona. I don’t want to leave." Her voice wasn’t loud but it was firm. She was adamant on her decision.
"Wendy, I know how you are feeling right now. Trust me, I do. I love Damona as much as you do. I have lived my whole life here as well. But mom and dad are getting old. They need us to look after them, take care of them. I can’t go to Esteria alone, leaving them behind. Please understand this. We don’t have any relative living in this place. We have no one here. What if something happens to them when I am not here?" Myra tried to explain her point of view to Wendy.
But Wendy countered her statement, "So, mom and dad can just go with you to Esteria. Why should I go there? I don’t know anyone there. My school life will be over in about six months’ time. I want to live it to the fullest. I don’t want to leave Damona." A fresh wave of sobs and whimpers escaped her mouth.
"How can we leave you behind, Wends? You are my sister. I can’t put you in harm’s way. You are young and it is not safe for you to live alone," Myra was having a hard time making Wendy explain. They have never had any conflict.
"I don’t want to be your sacrificial lamb, for gods’ sake. Stop it," this time Wendy’s voice boomed as these words flew out of her mouth without realizing. She pressed her lips tightly in regret but didn’t backdown and apologize, "I~"
Myra was heartbroken to hear her sister say such a thing to her. Her face ashened as she wasn’t able to form any words. She got up from Wendy’s bed and started walking towards the door. Her shoulders slumped, her face lowered.
Wendy stared at her sister’s back, her elder sister, the proud one, looked dejected and anguished by her words. She was about to say something, call out to her but when Myra reached the door, she locked it and turned around to face Wendy again. The words she had prepared stuck in her throat.
Myra stare was intense and penetrating, making Wendy nervous. She gulped down hard. The dam of her imagination was about to collapse and flow freely. Myra came towards her and Wendy asked, "Why did you~, why did you lock the door, sis?"
But her sister didn’t reply, she just stepped forward one foot at a time, making Wendy’s anxiety peak its height. She dragged a chair and sat right beside Wendy’s bed.
She then rubbed her temples and muttered, her voice barely audible. She didn’t want anyone other than Wendy to listen to what she was about to say next, "Wendy, I have a good enough reason for doing this. I will tell you the truth but promise me. Promise me, that this conversation which we are going to have, will stay between us, just us. Don’t tell this to anyone, okay."
Wendy’s face shifted from fear to shock. She looked at her sister’s face. The seriousness in her voice despite the calm façade was more terrifying for her. She kept quiet, waiting for Myra to start.
Seeing Wendy’s facial expression, Myra was assured that her sister wouldn’t breathe a word about it top anyone. She didn’t wanted to tell the truth to any of her family members but she was left with no choice. She spoke, her voice a bit strained, "When I told you about Nora’s family and said she is well off, I didn’t tell her family’s last name. She belongs to a very powerful family and I am not talking about normal power. They are rich, like filthy rich, royals of some sort. You must have heard of the Everests Cooperation, the one with lots of businesses across globe. That belongs to her family. So, back in Kimberg, a lot of stuff happened. And because of it, my relationship with Nora faltered." She was mumbling and jumbling her words.
Wendy’s eyes widened at Myra’s last sentence, she yelled, "You what~ Nora?"
"Shhssh ...... shhh, calm down. Or else mom and dad will hear it as well. And yes, we are not on good terms now. We had a falling out and we are not on speaking terms. Anyways, the main thing is, her family’s rival thinks I have some sort of deep connection with the Everests and they are now after my life. I got accidentally tangles up in that mess. My ankle injury, my delay, it all happened because some people tried to kidnap me," Myra uttered just loud enough for Wendy to hear.


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