I'd spent all my childhood in Mice-Cannes, in the land of Antoinette and her family. There are the three of us girls there except for Olivia. She was sent on a dormitory in Barcelona – Mont Carmel Nunnery, after father discovered her having an affair in school. Other than that, we are constantly living together. When I am still in middle school, Victoria and Louisa entered college in Paris, while Octavio pursued a degree in Law all the way to Cambridge, exactly opposite of what Dad expects him to be. Aguiluz went to Moscow for a residency on a hospital there, while Heroine enters military and he is on a training camp. In spite of, he still constantly stops by for a visit. He said he is concern since I am the only one left in the mansion with Rolando being gone.
I was seven years old when I personally breaks my father's heart and the rest of them. I really not intentionally did it, or was it me? Rolando died in a trail accident under my care. At first, we are just playing, then off he go to watch for the cargo ships while I, knowing that he's just there, concentrates on my reading. It's too late when I realized that he fell off and crushed by the bridge.
Emily hates me since then. She is the one who gives me the alias of the homeless one, since I am a daughter of a certain Mackenzie Lei, a Chinese stage actress who had apparently an affair with my Dad. That is why I am probably not one of them. Other than the family registry, I am nothing to them. For that same reason, I realized that father is not an honest man after all. Ever since that day, I constantly asks him about my mom.
"What's her name?"
Without looking, he'll just say, "Macky."
"No, her real name."
"Mackenzie Lei."
"That's why you call her Macky?"
"You say so, then it is."
"Where is she? Is she still alive?"
"Yes," he answered disinterested while turning another page of the newspaper.
"Where is she?"
"In Hong Kong."
"Is it far? Why is that she never looks for me?"
"Yes, it's far and she is busy in her family."
"I want to see her."
Dad looks at me with astonish look. "You can't."
"Why?"
"Because she is busy to ever have a time for you."
"She doesn't love me?"
"She loves you but she can't be with you."
"Why?"
"Suzanne, look. I'm tired of this conversation. Macky has her own family in Hong Kong. You can't go there because you're with me. You're mom is the greatest and dearest to me, but things weren't go well the way you imagine it to be. You have to accept it. Emily is your mother now. Please forget her for me."