unwanted

19. Treasure

CHAPTER 19

MARGRIETA P.O.V

After the party was over,Gregory went straight to the home library while i went straight to our room.He spends so many hours in there just staring at that picture he has had for the past twenty years.

Seating at my dressing table,i remove my very expensive jewelries as i stare back at my reflection in the mirror.I have all i need,money and power.

Twenty good years,and now its like fate is laughing on my face,mocking me.Twenty good years.Its obvious she is their daughter,i knew it the second i set my eyes on her.She is a complete replica of her mother except for her eyes.

I would rather she die than let her into my family.I would have to kill her first.Never will i let those two be together,not on my watch.Never .
My son will not get involved with that piece of garbage.The door creeks open as Greg walks into the room.
I watch him through the dressing mirror as he walks to his side of the bed,takes a seat and removes his shoes before staring into space.

"Brought back old memories?" i ask him,braking the silence in the room.

"Not now Mag." he says,running a hand through his hair.

"An apple truly does not fall far from the tree" i tell him,standing up from the dresser and walk to where he is seated. "Like father,like son.He really takes after you,even with your high class and status,you both seem to fancy cheap."

"Look,If this is about Roy,i am certain by morning he will come into his senses,if i were you,i would not worry,he seemed drunk,he is having fun.I am sure that by morning he will leave her flowing through the sewage." he says,the smell of tequila on his breath as he speaks.

"Did that work with you? oooh,wait,that was a stupid question.I mean,in your case,she never even spared you a glance yet you...."

"That is enough Mag! i have heard enough ! we have been through this conversation over and over again.I am tired." he says,standing up to his feet.

"She has been six feet under for almost twenty years,yet you still love her,you still think about her ! tell me,why can't you just love me?! " i ask him,shouting at him while trying to hit him. "What did she have that i don't ?! tell me! what did you see in her?!. tears start to roll down my cheek.

"You want to know what i saw in her?" he asks,gripping on my left elbow. "I saw the complete opposite of you in her,that is what i saw." he says,greeting his teeth on the last part before pushing me on the bed.
"I will take the guest room." saying that,he walks out of the room,banging the door close.

Damn you Emma,for making my life miserable from your grave.It seems sending you down there was not enough.I will make your daughters life here a leaving nightmare.Even if it means dancing with that snake of a Jeffrey.

GREGORY P.O.V.

It is obvious that,after all those years,i never stoped loving her.
To me she was a treasure,a treasure that i could not find,even if i had a map to it.
They loved each other so so much and it was clear they were happy.
I don't think i could have made her more happier than he did.
I always knew she loved him with all her heart and he also mirrored his love for her.Just thinking she was happy,made it less of a pain.Now seeing their daughter today,it all came back to me,as if it were yesterday.She has the same features as her late parents.Never in my life did i ever think that i would meet her,and in this sircumstances.
I sort of knew that it would take to this turn the moment my son walked out on me and Margrieta that morning and now after seeing those two today,i knew that it was more.I saw how my son looked at her.I did not want to tell Margrieta because i know her and how she can be.She can be venomous and can go as far as she can,so as to get what she wants.

Sure i have never been a good parent to my children but hell i love them so much.My poor daughter,i was not there to protect her from the accident,i was not beside her,to tell her that everything will be ok,and that i loved her more than anything.Not a single day passes by,that i don't think of her,of how i would have tried to just be there for her and her brother.

I run my hands through my hair as i seat on the bed in the guest room,tears run down my cheeks.
I cover my mouth with my hands as i sob,thinking of how my life has just been the same for the past years.
How i have just been existing.Marrying Margrieta was the worst mistake i ever made in my life.
I never loved her.I only took her as an option,but that does not justify my failure as a father.I want to see my son happy.I would not want him to feel the pain of not being with the person you love because that pain can easily turn to hatred.I wouldn't want my son to be like me.
Behind his coldness and hatred facade,i know my son is no where like me,he is better than me.
I just hope that he has the strength to hold on to what he loves because he is about to meet his mother for the first time .

After brushing my teeth,i rinse my face with the cold water running into the sink,i stare back at my reflection in the mirror.He seemed so tired,gray hair,wrinkles almost forming on his face,I feel like it has been so long since i saw that person in the mirror,i can't even recognise him any more.

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