CHAPTER 1

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LISA'S POV

It was now 10 pm. I was getting ready to sleep when I heard my mother's soft sobbing

I went to the living room and saw my mother, she was drinking beers and holding a knife in her hand sitting on the couch

I stared in disbelief and looked down as I was disappointed that what I saw, it had been the fourth time this week that she has done rash actions like this

I went towards my mother slowly and kneeled in front of her

"Mama, aren't you tired? You've been working all day, are you not getting any sleep?" I asked her softly

Mother just shook her head and sobbed. I sighed and lead her towards 'The Room'

I took a whip-like stick that she sometimes would use to hit me and gave it to her

"Sorry Mama it's all my fault, please blame me, it was because of me this has happened, I should've thought about the cause and effect," I said

Mother shook furiously, she didn't hit me because she enjoyed seeing me hurt, it was because I was afraid that she would consider suicide that is why I forced her to take it on to me

"No! No...no, no, no how could I-" She cried gripping her shirt

"Mama it's my fault Dad left us, it was all my fault you became miserable I don't want to see you hurt yourself. Hit me, please..." I pleased softly to her

Mother lost herself when she heard what I said and grabbed the stick and hit me, I tried to hold my tears from coming out, it hurts but seeing Mother cry and hurt herself hurt me more. I tried my hardest to not let the tears fall from my eyes

"Ahhh!...ahh!...ahh!..." I groaned trying to suppress the pain

Mother hit me multiple times leaving it bruised and blood coming out, she took her who and hit me more

Then Mother took her beer and poured it into my wound and it hurts like hell but I suppressed my screams and bit my lips until it bleeds

After what seemed like hours, Mother noticed what she did and cried loudly. I immediately ignore all the pain she inflicted on me and I hugged my mother saying it's doesn't hurt and that I felt numb from the start but the truth is it hurts so bad I almost fainted

After a few minutes, Mom fainted from crying too much and I brought her to her bedroom and tugged her into her blanket

I went to the bathroom and took a bath, "Why am I even alive? Why should I shoulder all these responsibilities?"

I sighed as I finished my bath, I went to my room and put medicine on my wound, I hissed as I put alcohol on it and wrapped it up with a bandage

I went to my chair because my back hurts badly and I can't lie down, I have a modified chair which I occasionally use to sleep in case my mother did what she did again

As I was about to sleep, my phone rang. I clicked my tongue as I answered the phone

"Excuse me, young master, sorry for calling you this late..." I rolled my eyes in annoyance

"The head announced you becoming the head at the party today," My assistant said nervously

After a few seconds, I spoke coldly, my voice made my assistant flinch. "She. Did. What?"

"S-she revealed that you are to be the next head, M-master" she gulped as she was waiting for my answer

"I see..." I replied coldly as I turned the call off. I sighed trying to sleep it off





"Unnie, what are you doing there, are you just going to keep standing there? Everybody went ahead, what are you thinking about?" My sister asked

I snapped out of my thoughts. "Huh? Oh! Nothing..."

"Gosh even you can space out like that" she snickered

"Am I a robot or something?" I complained

"That's not what I meant unnie, c'mon let's go," she said dragging my hand

"Hmmm... let's go then," I said letting her take me wherever she wants me to go. She suddenly stopped

"Unnie, who would you pick if I were in a life or death situation and someone you cared about was too, who would pick to save?"

"Why would you even bother asking me that? Of course, I would save you who else would I have saved, can I even save anyone?" I replied

"Of course, that's my unnie you're talking about," she said giggling

"You're weird why would you even ask that?" I chuckled

"Oh! Nothing" she said smiling innocently

"Hmm...whatever" I replied as she started to drag me again

At that time I didn't think much of it until the accident happened. Of course, I would do anything to save her

"Ahhh! How did this happen, it's all my fault! If only...I had been more patient, if only...I thought about my actions first, if only...I hadn't asked her for help..."





I woke up sweating hard, looked at my watch and noticed it was late at night

I trembled as I was reminded of the accident and clenched my hand

I don't feel like sleeping, so I got out of the chair and turned on the light in the room. I took out my canvas and started painting whatever I was thinking right now

A few hours later the painting slowly turned into a picture of a girl smiling warmly as she was in a garden full of flowers

I looked at the picture and sighed

"Waah...I miss my little Minnie" I mumbled as I turned the lights off and returned to the chair

Should I come back? I would have needed to get there eventually...

I squinted my eyes trying to sleep and after some time I fell asleep

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