When I got home, I checked my phone. I knew that pictures of me and Leonard would be everywhere, and they were. I couldn't say anything until now, but now I wasn't going to stay silent anymore. I had my mother's lawyer's business card, I'll call her right away.
Me: "Hello, I'm Eleanor. I don't know if you remember me. I need your help."
Charlotte: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Me: "They are spreading false information about me. I want to sue them for defamation."
Charlotte: "I will help you, send me the details."
Me: "Thank you, I will send you everything."
I immediately sent her all the necessary information. Now it was time to give them an answer. I couldn't use social media because I lived in a palace. So I created a new account. This was supposed to be my first post so I have no idea what to write.
"Hello,
Writing this is not easy for me. I don't know what to say. Even though I am no longer in the palace and you have achieved your goal, you still do not stop spreading meaningless and false information about me. Since I can now defend myself, I'm not going to remain inactive. I have already spoken to my lawyer and we will take all necessary measures.
As for the recently leaked images, it's funny that I have to comment on all of this. This is the first and last statement I will make. Please respect my privacy. I have never cheated on anyone. Nicholas is an older brother to me because I grew up with him and the idea that something could happen between us is unacceptable to me. As for the boy next to me in the pictures today, he is my half-brother, Leonard. I'm sure many of you knew about this, but decided to keep quiet because spreading rumors is more important to you than anything else.
See you in court."
Before I uploaded this post, I was very nervous, my heart was beating fast. I pressed the upload button and put my phone away. I didn't want to read anything right now. I don't care what people think of me. I know that many people hate me even though I haven't done anything wrong. I know that my post won't change anything and they will still hate me, but I want to do something and not be like this. Since no one wants to protect me, I will protect myself.
I thought I was weak and needed someone else's protection, but I watched as no one did anything. Now everything has changed. It's time to learn to stand on my own two feet. Even if nothing changes, I will still keep fighting.
I was getting a lot of messages and comments on my phone. I turned it off because it bothered me.
Since I wasn't sleepy yet, I decided to draw something. I changed my clothes and went into my mother's drawing room. The room was full of canvases, brushes, and paints. I haven't painted since I was a child.
Instead of painting a picture, I painted the room and myself. The room, painted in different colors, was very beautiful. I always wanted to try this.
I removed the paint and took a bath. It was nice to take a hot bath after a tiring day. My mind went blank. I've never been so calm. I wasn't thinking about anything and nothing bothered me.
I went downstairs to clean the house. Remove items from new boxes. When I was organizing things in my closet, I found a notebook in one of the drawers.
Mom's diary? I flipped to the first page to read it. Melissa Oriana Renton. (M.O.R) Was Mom Renton? Impossible! I couldn't believe it. I needed to talk to someone who knew my mother. I only know two people who know anything about my mother. Dad and Charlotte.
I immediately picked up the phone and called Charlotte.
Me: "Sorry to call you at a time like this, but I'm curious about something about your mother."
Charlotte: "I don't know much about Her. She only asked me to prepare these documents and give them to you when you turned 18. I'm sorry, I don't know anything else about her."
Me: "Thank you and once again sorry for bothering you."
Since Charlotte knew nothing, there was only one way for me to find out the truth. I had to meet my father. I've been avoiding this for a long time, but I have no other choice.
I checked the messages on my phone. Leonard also sent me a message.
Leonard: "I'm sorry I caused such chaos. If I hadn't come to you and invited you to a cafe to talk, none of this would have happened. I am really very sorry."
Me: "Don't worry, it's not your fault. All this would have happened anyway. If you're free, I'd like to talk to you tomorrow."
He responded to my message quickly, I thought he was waiting for me to write to him.
Leonard: "We will all be home tomorrow, if it's inconvenient for you we can meet somewhere else."
I was surprised by his answer. He probably thinks I don't want to meet the others. That's true, but I need to talk to my father.
Me: "I also want to talk to our father."
This time, he didn't respond right away, he probably read it a few times to make sure he was reading what I wrote correctly.
Leonard: "Okay, see you tomorrow. I will send you the location of our house."
I can't believe I'm going to see them tomorrow either, I probably never imagined it. A few days ago, when he came to the palace to talk, I ran away. Tomorrow, I'm going to his house to talk. I will do everything to find out the truth.
There's one thing I don't understand. If my father knows that my mother was a Renton, why did he let me live in the palace?
I don't know what's going on anymore. Why did my mother change her last name? If my father doesn't know the truth, then what should I do? I was lost in these thoughts and couldn't sleep. How was I supposed to sleep after all this?!
Who knows how many secrets they keep from me? If I hadn't found this diary, I probably would never have known about it. I spent the whole night cleaning the house because I thought I might find the diary or something else. Unfortunately or fortunately, I couldn't find anything else.
The first rays of sunlight had already appeared in the window when I went to bed. I fell asleep immediately from exhaustion.
Even in my dreams I was looking for a diary. After so long, I thought I would live in peace from now on, but I returned to a chaotic life. Is it so difficult to live in peace? If I had known this, I wouldn't have started sorting out the mess.
I woke up tired in the morning. I slept for four or five hours. I didn't want to get out of bed and go outside. I know that after this my life will become even more chaotic.