After the visit of Lewis, Madame seemed to come out to the gardens scarcely.

Some of the maids took it in the wrong way, 'eww' ing whenever they talked about her.

The little girl never took much notice of her mother, since she knew that doing it is the same as playing with fire.

Currently,  she was standing in front of the great hallway, which was open today. It was always locked since this hallway had images of her late father.

Today she wanted to know who her real father was since her mother never once uttered his name.

She looked around those pictures hung on the wall till she got the one she needed.
A big picture placed at the end of the hall. There was a man with blond hair and green eyes, smiling towards a little girl who was her.

That little girl was merely a year.

She looked around the nicks and the corners of the photo frame, hoping to get the answer she wanted so badly.

AndGGod seemed to take pity on her because...

SHE FOUND HIS NAME

His name was

Luther Harold.

Quite an old name for such a brilliant man.

And then, Granny Anisha, as the little addressed her always, came inside.

"Young miss, madame is looking for you", She said, hoping not to see tears in that little child's eyes.

But to her surprise, when she looked at those eyes, She skipped a beat out of shock.

Those blue eyes, which were once filled with happiness, now had a fixed stare and were dimly lit.

Lifeless eyes to be exact.

"Will she do it again?", The little girl asked her.

"I don't know", The maid answered.

"Well it doesn't make a difference, does it? She is searching for me, mostly to fulfil her desires", The little girl smiled creepily.

"Miss Sara, please don't say such words", Anisha said to the girl.

"I can say whatever I want. It won't make any difference to what I do", Sara smirked like a maniac.

That girl, Sara, was getting darker day by day. But she still had a good mental state as the doctors always checked upon her.

TIME SKIP IN FRONT OF MOTHER

SARA'S P.O.V

I stood in front of that old hag, my eyes cast down with respect.....rather anger and revenge.

"Oh, my dear daughter!~ Lift your headache cooed.

I didn't do it because it already happened with me before where I followed it and got slapped till I got scratches from her ring, imprinted on my face.

Suddenly she grabbed my chin so harshly that I was sure it will leave prints later.

"My dear daughter needs to learn manners, Lewis. I'll get to her later", She said, looking at that ba$tard who killed my father.

Beside him was a little boy, with dirty golden hair like sun and Brown eyes. The epitome of summer.

But his eyes showed a different meaning to his outer state.

He is trembling. But why? Shouldn't I be the one doing that?

I smickered mentally.

"Dear Lewie~ I think we should give some time to both of them~ Don't you think?", My mother or Shiela seductively embraced Lewis.

Eww. Gross

Then we were led into a room by Anisha and Ray as Shiela and Lewis had some 'business to do.

I can already imagine how tainted our family is to the outside world.

I was never shown to the outside world, but I had knowledge and concept of it. Why? Thanks to Ana, Anisha and Ray. They made it possible for me.

And I will always remember this act of kindness towards me.