"You’ll stay with your family for the weekend, go to school from there, and return to the house on Monday," Gavin announced. His statent caught by surprise. I dropped my spoon and glanced at him, then shifted my gaze to Parker, who was across the room.
My family? They want to spend ti with them? What a surprise. This is a new developnt.
"You’re not allowed to go anywhere from there; your personal guard will be with you to make sure the last incident doesn’t repeat itself," Gavin added.
Personal guard? They already hired her? That was fast. They were just discussing this last night. I can’t believe they found soone so quickly.
"Do you have any questions?" He asked.
"No," I shook my head.
"I want an hourly update about your location, too. Oh, never mind, your guard will do it," he dismissed.
An hourly update? Are they planning to monitor my every move? Is that what this is?
"Okay, I understand," I mumbled.
"That will be all; I have business to attend." He walked out of the ward, leaving Parker and alone again.
I picked up my spoon and dug into my cereal. Parker’s attention was on his phone; I hadn’t seen either Bryce or Cooper today.
After our brief makeout session yesterday, Cooper left with an excuse about business, and he hasn’t returned. As for Bryce—well, I don’t give a fuck.
If he doesn’t want to visit , that’s fine. I don’t care.
After finishing my cereal, I stood up and tried to take the dishes away, but Parker stopped .
"Where are you going?"
"I just want to hand the dish over to the nurse," I replied.
"Leave it on the table; they’ll get it." I did as he asked and set the dishes on the table before going back to bed.
I grabbed my phone, opened it, and saw a text from Ruby. I had texted her last night to put her mind at ease. She was really worried about our relationship, so I updated her on my conversation with Cooper. She was happy about the outco. Sadly, she won’t be visiting the house, but it’s not so bad since we’ll see each other at school.
I’m glad Cooper listened.
I also called my parents yesterday; they were very worried. My siblings texted, and I had to assure them about my health.
There’s no one else to talk to besides my family and Ruby. I live such a boring life.
Maybe I should watch a movie on Netflix. What should I watch? I was about to open Netflix when my phone was suddenly snatched away.
Looking up, I saw it was Parker. I frowned at him.
What does he want now?
"What?" I asked, but he said nothing. He did sothing to my phone before handing it back.
What did he do?
"I installed a tracker, just in case. Your guard should be here any minute. You’ll be discharged this afternoon, and she’ll take you to your parents’ house," he said, then walked out.
Just as Parker said, the female guard showed up about an hour later. She was tall, dressed in a black suit, with her hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. She didn’t look friendly. She wasn’t smiling.
"Allow to introduce myself; I’ll be your new guard. I’m Mrs. Bart. But you can call Willa."
Mrs.? She’s married. Great. Why is a married woman my guard? She’ll be so strict. Everything about her screams strict.
I won’t bother trying to befriend her; it won’t work.
"I’m Ara. Just call Ara," I sighed.
"Yes, Ms. Ara. You’ll be discharged in about two hours. I’ll also be your driver for the ti being; I’ll drive you to your family’s house."
"Okay, no problem."
"I’ll be outside the door," she said with a slight bow before leaving.
Another sigh escaped as I threw myself onto the bed.
There’s nothing for to do; I’ll take a nap.
**
We’re at my family house now; we just arrived.
"Ara!" My mom rushed out of the house and embraced .
"Mom," I groaned.
"Are you okay? Let take a look," she said, grabbing my hand and examining my wrist.
"Moon goddess, this is so bad. I heard you lost a lot of blood. Why did you cut yourself so deeply?"
"I was trying to stay alive, Mom. Don’t bla ," I groaned.
"Co in. Your father is having his bath, and your brothers are on their way ho. Let’s have a little chat before they join us."
"My brothers are on their way here?" I asked, eyes wide.
"Yes, they’ll return to school on Monday. They were also worried."
"I know, they texted." We left the car and went inside. I’d almost forgotten about my new guard, only rembering her when she ca in with my bags.
"Oh, you don’t have to do that; we have staff for that," Mom said, rushing over to her and trying to take the bags, but she didn’t budge.
"I’ll take them. Just direct to her room," she replied.
"Oh," Mom glanced at . "It’s that way—take the stairs up to the second room on the left," she directed, and Willa obliged.
"She’s so stiff," Mom said once Willa was gone, shaking her head. Her comnt made laugh.
"Yeah, she is. Her expression hasn’t changed since I t her. She had the sa cold look on her face when we first t," I said.
Mom shook her head and sat beside .
"Try not to stress her out; just do everything she says," she advised.
"Mom, I’m not a robot," I frowned. Why do they always expect to do everything like a robot? I have feelings too.
"So, what really happened? How did you end up in that condition?" Mom asked.
"Mom, I also have a question: how did you manage to convince the brothers to let co ho?"
"? I never spoke to them. I was only concerned about you, nothing else."
"I did; I spoke to them," my father said, suddenly appearing in front of us.
"Dad," I smiled, happy to see him.
"You’re an adult; you’ll be twenty-one soon," he said. "And soon you’ll have your own kids and forget about us. Before that happens, I want to be able to see you," he continued.
"You know that’s not possible, having my own kids?" That thought has never crossed my mind.
"You can’t stay with the four brothers forever; they’ll have to decide who gets to be with you. You’ll have to settle down with one, and you’ll have kids with him. You’re not getting any younger, and neither are they. It was difficult, but I had to speak to them," he explained.
"And what was their response? Did they agree to do as you asked? I’m curious."
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