Chapter 2: The sabotage

“What do you mean 'even if your mom let you, you wouldn’t have gone'? To his funeral? Did

you two fight before he died or somethin’? Jake asked.

“It’s not that, idiot. It’s because he said something to me that I can’t stop thinking of.” I answered.

“Well, are ya gonna tell me or nah?”

“Of course I will, but you won’t be the first one that Imma tell it about.”

“Then who? Your butler?”

“Wow, you’re getting better at guessing these days.”

"Wait, wait- WHAT!?”

“Stop yelling, please.”

“OH, sorry about that”

I needed to lie because Kyle told me not to tell anyone about it. He said that he sabotaged my marriage with someone when I was 5 years old. He loved me. But I didn’t love him back. He was like my own brother. And now, the only thing I

need to do is find the one that was supposed to be my husband. But I didn’t hear his name clearly ‘cuz Kyle was already stuttering. I think he said

“Angel”(?). Then, I slept with many thoughts lingering in my brain and overslept. I had to catch up in my school and I needed to do an overtime school since I was late.

“Position one! Position two!” I heard while hurrying to the ballet studio.

“Rose, why are you late?” my co-ballerina asked.

“I packed my things from my locker since I’ll be transferring to an elite school” I replied.

“Ooh, is it King Arthur Elite School? There’s a LOT of hot boys there.” She informed. I don’t really care about boys so I wasn’t interested.

“Rose!” My mom shouted, startling my co-ballerinas.

“Oh, mom!” I said. “What are you doing…here?”

“Rose, I want to see you practice. You’ll be performing for the “Swan Lake” performance

in your father’s theatre in South Korea.” She explained.

I came back to practice after a short chat with mom. An icy vibe was there the whole time as she was watching me. But pressure surprisingly made me focus. “So the performance that Miss le Haut had mentioned must be Swan Lake. That’ll leave me exhausted.” I thought, anxious about performing as Odette (Search it up).

After practicing, my mom came inside of the studio in her leotard. She sentimentally danced into some songs but her unexpected performance left me and the other ballerinas satisfied. All her moves were clean yet full of emotion. We got on dad’s limo as I knew that I’ll be going to the school that my dad mentioned and got home as a family. I came to the mansion’s dance area and started doing some basic stretches that I call as my habit whenever I’m nervous. After all of that exhaustion, I changed into comfy clothes and laid on my bed. Then, a memorable conversation with Kyle popped in my head, randomly.

“You know, Kyle. I hate loving someone.”

“Oh? Why is that?”

“Because, when I love someone, I have to learn to let him or her…go.”

“Well, I already know that you’re ready to let me go since we’ll always be this close to each other.” He said, gesturing a small pinch with his fingers

Tears flowed down my pillow. “This is probably why I don’t like someone now. Not even celebrities. I can’t believe how much I cry these days. This is too much for a 17 year old to handle.” I thought.

 “OH, SHOOT” I suddenly yelled.

“Ma’am, what happened!?” my butler said, busting my door open. ---TO BE CONTINUED

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