After escorting Phebe out of the house, she went to her supposed room she shared with Vixen, sitting on the bed, she crossed her legs to finally read from the diary.
Reading the book, it started with an unaccounted date.
"I don't know why I'm writing this diary but I feel since most girls are in love with writing their diary then I could also write my diary, something to tell about my day. Who knows if I could use it as my biography? So, I dedicate this diary as an appreciation for my hard work after all I was able to buy this diary with my first earnings, oh my, I wonder what I'm writing. LoL, I'm not going to erase that. So I wouldn't deny the fact writing this diary feels as though I'm writing it to someone, I guess this is the reason why most girls love to write diaries. Weird, isn't it? So what happened today?" Enim read past her blabbering written statement and then she read the remaining part of the page, shocked by what she read on the first page, it was bewildering to read the first part which started with a happy tone and then, the rest was filled with Enim's agony.
She could imagine the agony herself.
"Thinking this would be a day to show Mother my first earnings, it just seemed so useless, and likewise, I feel so stupid right now. I can barely contain it any longer, sold to a woman who I barely know because Dad couldn't complete his debt with her. I haven't seen Mom since I arrived, God knows what the so-called father of mine had done with her. I only hope that Mum is alright."
Opening the other page, she read what was written as her hand gently drew a line as she read it, it caught her by surprise.
"First time, first day, and first moment of experience, Madam Joyce said most girls here came for one thing or the other. For the first time in my life with this new life as a prostitute. Began yesterday, and I can't help but think it's so funny that I don't know what to do anymore, twenty, and my virginity was broken by someone I neither don't know nor love. For now, I can only wish to be free from this place. I wonder why am thinking in a hurry, I'm sure Mum would try her best to get me out of here. Right? I'm so confident she wouldn't make me stay a day after what had happened. I feel so dirty and disgusting. "
Curious for more, she read through finding it hard to forgive Enim's father for what he'd done, even with the fact she was his daughter, he still had the guts to sleep with Enim.
Not just there, he collected the money she gained from the so-called worthy life he'd given her.
She fists her hand, agitated as she read the miseries Enim had experienced.
And then, the part she was looking for—
A clue.
"Mother got to the hospital today, I was told that she got in because she was severely injured and needs treatment I can't help but feel worried about her health but fortunately I was able to convince Madam Joyce to give some money for Mother's treatment.
But truth be told, her goodness never gets done without conditions, now I'll have to work extra hard to pay for the treatment Madam Joyce gave Mum. I just feel like crying right now, is so hard suppressing these tears, I'm sure dad got her injured because he wanted money to stay drunk," Enim felt gloomy as she read through, it made it hard for her to contain her emotions, feeling sympathy for Enim's life.
It was true, Enim did spend a life full of hell, likewise, hers wasn't any different just that she got to experience another hell.
Maybe a greater hell.
She heaved a deep breath as she sniffed rubbing her nose to stop herself from crying.
"Even if the father dies, I'm going to give him his last rite, alcohol for him as his satisfaction. Thanks to him, I'm able to have this life, meet people like Addison and Mum, and also dangerous people like him. Because of him, I experienced a life full of hell, and just because of him, I saw a life full of delight. Wouldn't that make it better? Something that he will be satisfied about in heaven, right? Unfortunately is the worst thing I could imagine, I want to see him suffer, in misery right at my front, his sins unforgiven. I want him to go to the hell he's made for me and make him experience a life worse than mine and then he could be sent back to the devil he came from. I want to make this my satisfied revenge but as for the moment I have no choice but to oblige to every circumstance he throws at me but maybe I could fulfill this when he exhausts his last breath."
Enim endeavored in the diary not till sunset, she raised her head to take a look through the window just to discover it was nearly noon.
She sighed as she stood from the bed walking towards the bathroom, she took a shower came out with a robe walking towards the wardrobe.
Her thoughts were on what Enim had written also her mother's whereabouts, she thought Enim would write about the whereabouts of her mother but it wasn't on the pages.
Could it be possible she didn't write it because she was scared her father could see the diary and then try to use it to his advantage?
She scoffed.
Enim and this whole mission were so confusing, it was beyond what she thought, why does Enim have to be involved in the mission?
It just didn't make sense.
Right in front of the mirror, she oiled the scalp of her hair her thoughts were wandering.
If she was going to find Enim's father then where could she find him?
After all, she needs to get him punished for his sins.
As she stayed in the mirror getting her scalp moist, she heard a knock on the door.
She frowned as her gaze was sharp turning to the door.
Who could be at the door?
Out of curiosity as she opened the door, she met a maid standing with her head lowered a bit.
"Ma'am, this was asked to be given to you," the maid stretched her arms to Enim a tablet.
Enim was hesitant for a while but then she took the device.
"Thank you," she said taking the tablet, and then she closed the door, unlocking the tablet to take a look at what she received, her frown slowly turned into a face full of puzzlement.
It seems fate made steps further than she'd requested and now, the outcome was no different.
She swiped through the files of photos which captured the image of a lifeless body.
"Your father is dead," Vixen proclaimed from the voice message she played.