Chapter 6 NO TIME TO GRIEF

'what?." Amelia yelled on the top of her lungs. The wooden chair she sat on came crashing down behind her " you can't expect me to change schools, I'm just starting to leave my life. I've made friends not to mention I already began the semester." She faced a man who looked to be in his thirties.

"that's not your decision to make." Her uncle responded " you'll be changing schools and it's best you don't argue about this and start preparing for the exam."

"I refuse." Amelia said firmly, her gaze turning into a glare but one intense look from her uncle and she looked away.

" Xenon is a prestigious universities with histories that surrounds it's founding."

" so, how is that a reason for me to attend?"

Her uncle scoffed at her arrogance " our ancestors originated from that place. You must attend, this is the perfect opportunity for you learn and uphold our family name. My purpose in your life is not to simply spoil you and give you money whenever you ask for it. You don't want to commit the same mistake your parents made." he shot her stern look prompting her to want to reconsider. She didn't want to get on her uncle's bad side.

" still I don't want to uphold some ancient history, no one does that anymore" she grumbled.She checked the time " don't you think it's time for you to leave, uncle? I'm sure your assistant is waiting."

Through the reflection on the mirror, Amelia saw her uncle's eyes flash red before returning back to normal.

Abigail stood in front of the grave where she already placed flowers in front of the stone. She stood all alone in front of the grave, silently mourning her grandfather who would never come back to her.

She exhaled while the wind picked up the dusts and leaves on the ground.

Abigail soon left the cemetery, going back to her only home. If felt foreign, soon this wouldn't even be a home for her. Certain people would come there and claim it, the people they owed.

She had no nowhere else to go and could only gamble on her options.

"oh goodness there you are." miss rowley approached her, surprising Eve.

The woman continued " I know you are probably grieving the loss of your family but i have something more important to talk to you about."

Abigail's brows furrowed "what is it miss rowley.?"

"listen to me , I'm not one to approach anyone about opportunities but there's a good friend of mine who would like for you to work for him?"

"why so out of the blue?" Abigail asked confused.

Miss rowley replied nonchalantly " the man you saw the other day, he took interest in you. You'll be making plenty of money. I know you need it since you definitely won't have a place to live anymore, With a body like yours ,you are bound to make lots of fortune" the older woman didn't bother to mince her words which got Abigail pretty annoyed. Couldn't she read the mood she was in?

" I'm not interested." Abigail replied without giving a second thoughts.

"there's no way you can say no to a perfect opportunity like this." she scoffed before stepping forward and grabbing hold of Abigail's arm " you don't have any choice girl."

Abigail knee that miss rowley was into something illegal and she didn't have any intention ot getting involved. She freed herself from the old woman's grip "keep your job to yourself, I'm not interested."

Abigail maintained distance between her and now rowley who said angrily "you are so ungrateful. Without me you wouldn't be earning a penny in your pocket?"

That wasn't entirely true, Abigail worked different jobs. Either the woman didn't know about that or is trying to satisfy her own ego.

Abigail turned and raced towards her house then locking the door behind her as soon as she walked in.

She leaned against the door closing her eyes to get a hold of her emotions. Her phone then beeped. Abigail checked the screen only to see her a text from an unknown number.

"pack your bags." it said.

that was awfully direct, who the heck is this? she thought then received another text .

"I'll be coming to pick you up by evening."

Abigail who was still in the dark responded "who are you?" then she thought back to the previous day "are the one who came to visited my grandfather the other day?"

Abigail stared at her phone screen, anxiously waiting the stranger's response.

"it's nice you have a good memory and you have been informed in advance. Be ready by evening."

She did not like that this person's response was straightforward without any explanation. Her grandfather had informed of what was going to happen but she still needed clarification. She wasn't even given time to mourn her grandfather and now she had to start packing.She remembered what her grandfather had said, she would be living some place else where someone else would take care of her.

Abigail wasn't sure what to do, she felt stuck even though a solution was simply calling for her. Moreover, going to a an unknown place With no idea where it could be didn't sit well with her.

Abigail proceeded upstairs and into her grandfather's room . The entire house felt lonelier than it initially was.

She reached under the bed before pulling out a box that contained old times which includes and old book and photo. Abigail also found a necklace that had her name engraved in it. She had almost forgotten about this necklace,it was the only thing that reminded her of her mother and also the traumatising events that happened when she was little. However, Abigail didn't have a lot of memory from when she was little.

She felt like she's lost everybody who happened to care about and that she was all alone. Abigail felt like she had no choice in this matter.