Meadow remembered standing in front of huge gates it was like a door to fairy land that she read in the story books, I was smiling so wide in happiness but my small age failed me to understand gloominess and fear in Mia and Ella's face. I ran headfirst into the small park inside the mansion when someone shouted something behind me but I ignored it and chased the butterfly I saw in the garden suddenly I was roughly pulled and thrown on the ground and I received the first slap and there were many more to come after that.
I saw a beautiful woman standing over me but her eyes were wrong as if old dilapidated building built in a beautiful ground making it all so ugly. Her eyes were scary and my ears were ringing I just placed my hand on my ears and crouched down. But my gaze was searching for my father who was a hero in my eyes because I thought he was protecting people out there while I was waiting for him there in country side, now I realize how stupid and hopeful I was".
Suddenly Ella pulled me in her arms while Mia said something to the scary woman. Finally they brought me to the small hut built beside the mansion and I was told that I will live here. I wanted to ask about my father but remembering the scary woman I kept quit. Finally at dinner time I was called to my father's study. I was jumping despite my swollen face and that's the beauty of childhood they hide the ugliness so deep in their heart that they themselves never know when it will all come back".
I tried to open the stiff gate of study room I looked for servants to help me open it but no one came to help me, Ella and Mia was not there with me. I pushed with all my might and finally it was nudged open I was sweating badly but I remembered the coldness I felt there, it was bone deep coldness and there stood my father with the scary woman and a boy who was taller than me. I went there and stayed standing I timidly called him "hello father".I had prepared a long speech I was gonna say but those two words were the only things I could stutter.
He was puffing a huge cigar and it's smoke was making the room hazy when he said " you call me Mr Mathew, not father" . My hands trembled as tears dribbled down my face without my knowing. Then he continued " that's Mrs Maya or you will call her Mam, she is my wife and that's my son Irwin, you will call him young master, do you understand young lady".I nodded when a sharp pain startled me I think that was my heart squeezing tightly in my chest trying to suppress my broken hope and pain.