Blair's POV.
“John," Aunt Laura called the cat. I was still surprised and it was indeed unexpected. I saw that Aunt Laura carried the cat and stroked its fur. "You startled us," Aunt Lucia commented, so they both laughed, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I still hid because maybe now they will really see me.
It was time for me to go back, even though I was terribly uneasy, as they had already started talking and heading upstairs. Pretend nothing occurred; I knew why I was doing this. My father needs to be healed before he can leave this place, thus I don't need their wealth. I'll see to it that he leaves this place; he's getting too much punishment. I will not allow anything to happen to him; he is going to receive treatment.
After I got out, I waited for a few minutes, and maybe someone saw a good thing, or maybe it was just nothing because I was good at hiding. But then I choose to go to my room and just go to sleep, but no matter how hard I try, my eyes are blinking and thinking about the words they said.
Knowing that I'd be their next victim sent a chill down my spine. I kept quiet, but it seemed they wanted to bring out my hidden behavior. Since I couldn't sleep, I decided to go to the kitchen to drink milk to ease this feeling in my heart.
I was surprised when Raven was there and making his coffee as well. Is he like me, who can't sleep, or is he just following me? I just didn't say anything because I might suddenly slip into what I was going to say. So as much as possible, I make myself mute for good purposes.
"How are you?" Shit! Why does he have to talk about me? It's good that you didn't say anything because that made me feel more comfortable. Now this is too awkward!
I didn't look at him and replied, "Fine." I was stirring my milk while continuing on with my business. I was glancing at him, smiling all over his face, and I chuckled silently. Why is he smiling like crazy at this time?
"That's good." The atmosphere went awkward for some reason. I tried to avoid Raven, but he wanted us to talk for reasons I don't know. "Did you go there and discover the secret?"
"I think you know the answer to that," I lazily replied. I wasn't fond of those people who pretend they don't know, but they do. He didn't say a word and sipped his coffee; I did the same and chose to rest in the room until sleepiness visited me. I just avoid him asking too many questions, and I will slip.
While I was walking upstairs, his gaze was evident in the glass stairs, so I just shut my eyes. He is a married man, so why does he need to be like that too, watching over me like he cares? It's in the past that we should throw it away because all that is useless.
When I got to my room, I immediately collapsed, daring to visit me while sleeping. But it didn't happen. I tried to count the lamb in my mind, yet it didn't penetrate. So I let myself wide awake and then sleep.
***
In the morning, I have an asthenopia because I haven't had enough sleep because I slept at three in the morning. It felt heavy, and at the same time, I was exhausted, so I wanted to sleep even more, but I chose to keep it aside.
My aunts and uncles congratulated me, saying that I knew there was a plan for me that was different. I pretended that I was clueless about everything and started to act like them. If they can, then I can too. I was good at acting in such a way that I knew everyone would think I was pure to them the whole time.
"Good morning." I give them a kiss on the cheeks, even though inside me I want to scold them and reveal what they did. How dare they make my dad like that? It's their fault that he was like that, but I just think that we know each other; I don't have anything against it.
They are more powerful than me; I am alone against the three of them. It would be a disaster on my part; I have no ally, and my dad is ill, so I have to look after him until he feels good. I need to act before everything gets worse.
"I'll be with my dad," I volunteered, their foreheads knotted as if I were talking about magic. "We won't get along if I keep avoiding him. Besides, this is why I came here—to greet each other. I don't want to lose him, I should get close to him." I smiled and tried hard to convince them, which I think worked because the three of them looked at each other and both nodded.
"We are warning you, so I hope you understand that we were only strict as your father had a serious illness." I smiled with sadness in my eyes to gain their sympathy.
There's one thing for sure: I know that I'll convince them. It's to tell them how much I want to be with my father. "I don't know if my father will last long because, like you said, no one could treat him even the smartest doctor in this world. So, while he's still here, I want to be the one to watch over him. I want to make time with him and let's get along." Let's just see if they won't be going to accept it.
"Sure, Cbiara." I wanted to shout and say that I would get my wish, but it would be a little bit embarrassing if I did. So as much as I can, I stop myself from being delighted.
I could now convince Dad that no matter how hard it was, I just had to.