(Author’s POV)
"I know your feelings are hurt by what I suggested but please~ please, let talk to you, Wends. Please Wendy, I just want to have a conversation with you," Myra tried to say it calmly but her throat choked as she sounded a bit scratchy and shaky.
Once again, there was nothing but silence from the other side. When Myra turned and was about to return back to her room, Wendy’s door made a click sound indicating her door was open now.
Myra licked her lips and gave herself a minute to get her composure back. With light footsteps, she walked inside Wendy’s room.
Wendy was sitting on her bed with her face buried in her knees. She wasn’t crying or wailing like before but her face was still tear stricken. Slowly and steadily, Myra walked towards Wendy’s bed sank as she sat beside her sister. "Wends ......" she murmured as gently as possible. "I am sorry. I~"
Wendy raised her head and looked straight at Myra, not giving her chance to say anything more, "Why? Why do we need to move, sister, why? Just why? I have my whole life here, my precious bonds here. I don’t want to go to Esteria or any other place. I want to stay in Damona. I don’t want to leave." Her voice wasn’t loud but it was firm. She was adamant on her decision.
"Wendy, I know how you are feeling right now. Trust , I do. I love Damona as much as you do. I have lived my whole life here as well. But mom and dad are getting old. They need us to look after them, take care of them. I can’t go to Esteria alone, leaving them behind. Please understand this. We don’t have any relative living in this place. We have no one here. What if sothing happens to them when I am not here?" Myra tried to explain her point of view to Wendy.
But Wendy countered her statent, "So, mom and dad can just go with you to Esteria. Why should I go there? I don’t know anyone there. My school life will be over in about six months’ ti. I want to live it to the fullest. I don’t want to leave Damona." A fresh wave of sobs and whimpers escaped her mouth.
"How can we leave you behind, Wends? You are my sister. I can’t put you in harm’s way. You are young and it is not safe for you to live alone," Myra was having a hard ti making Wendy explain. They have never had any conflict.
"I don’t want to be your sacrificial lamb, for gods’ sake. Stop it," this ti Wendy’s voice bood as these words flew out of her mouth without realizing. She pressed her lips tightly in regret but didn’t backdown and apologize, "I~"
Myra was heartbroken to hear her sister say such a thing to her. Her face ashened as she wasn’t able to form any words. She got up from Wendy’s bed and started walking towards the door. Her shoulders slumped, her face lowered.
Wendy stared at her sister’s back, her elder sister, the proud one, looked dejected and anguished by her words. She was about to say sothing, call out to her but when Myra reached the door, she locked it and turned around to face Wendy again. The words she had prepared stuck in her throat.
Myra stare was intense and penetrating, making Wendy nervous. She gulped down hard. The dam of her imagination was about to collapse and flow freely. Myra ca towards her and Wendy asked, "Why did you~, why did you lock the door, sis?"
But her sister didn’t reply, she just stepped forward one foot at a ti, making Wendy’s anxiety peak its height. She dragged a chair and sat right beside Wendy’s bed.
She then rubbed her temples and muttered, her voice barely audible. She didn’t want anyone other than Wendy to listen to what she was about to say next, "Wendy, I have a good enough reason for doing this. I will tell you the truth but promise . Promise , that this conversation which we are going to have, will stay between us, just us. Don’t tell this to anyone, okay."
Wendy’s face shifted from fear to shock. She looked at her sister’s face. The seriousness in her voice despite the calm façade was more terrifying for her. She kept quiet, waiting for Myra to start.
Seeing Wendy’s facial expression, Myra was assured that her sister wouldn’t breathe a word about it top anyone. She didn’t wanted to tell the truth to any of her family mbers but she was left with no choice. She spoke, her voice a bit strained, "When I told you about Nora’s family and said she is well off, I didn’t tell her family’s last na. She belongs to a very powerful family and I am not talking about normal power. They are rich, like filthy rich, royals of so sort. You must have heard of the Everests Cooperation, the one with lots of businesses across globe. That belongs to her family. So, back in Kimberg, a lot of stuff happened. And because of it, my relationship with Nora faltered." She was mumbling and jumbling her words.
Wendy’s eyes widened at Myra’s last sentence, she yelled, "You what~ Nora?"
"Shhssh ...... shhh, calm down. Or else mom and dad will hear it as well. And yes, we are not on good terms now. We had a falling out and we are not on speaking terms. Anyways, the main thing is, her family’s rival thinks I have so sort of deep connection with the Everests and they are now after my life. I got accidentally tangles up in that ss. My ankle injury, my delay, it all happened because so people tried to kidnap ," Myra uttered just loud enough for Wendy to hear.
Wendy was too stunned to comnt anything, her mouth agape. It was lots of information to process.
What Myra told Wendy was truth, but it was half-truth. She couldn’t possibly tell Wendy about the werewolf stuff. It was too complicated to make anyone understand.
Finding her voice, Wendy murmured, her voice a bit broken, "You~ ...... you got kidnapped? Wh~ why didn’t you tell this to sooner?" Her hand was on her mouth. She could not believe what Myra said, "What ... what~ what exactly happened? Tell everything." She looked at her sister with expectant eyes.
Myra pressed her lips in a thin line and said, "I did not get kidnapped, but was on the verge of getting abducted. I escaped just in ti. You Wendy, I cannot tell this to mom and dad. If they knew anything about it, all hell will break. They would rush to Kimberg and go head to head with Nora and her family. You know how they are. Plus, they are already struggling with their health."
Wendy nodded in understanding, "So, you are saying. Nora is from ’the Everests family’?"
"Yes, absolutely correct," Myra told her.
"Who are the people who are chasing after you?" Wendy starting biting her nails with anxiety. "This is~ ..... I don’t even know what to say right now. All this information is just making my head spin."
Myra patted her head and said soothingly, "I know it is too much. That is why I don’t want any of us to stay here in Damona. They can track us here and I can’t put our lives in danger. I have made all the arrangents for the move."
"But sis, I need a little ti to process all of this," Wendy said softly.
Myra nodded in agreent, "Take you ti," saying this she got up, patted her shoulders, "I will be taking my leave." She got out of Wendy’s room and went back to hers.
Closing the door, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Leaning on the door, she collapsed and buried her face in her knees, trying to find her breathing rhythm. After composing herself, she got up from the floor. A soft knock made her halt her steps, "Myra dear, can I co in?" Sandra’s voice ca from the other side.
Myra opened the door for her as Sandra entered her room, "Have you talked to Wendy?"
"We did talk," Myra muttered under her breath.
Sandra asked, her voice filled with concerned, "Are you alright?"
"Mom, have a seat," Myra asked her to settle. "And, I am fine." She smiled while trying to show a brave front in front of her mother.
Sandra settled beside her and said, "Myra, what you said earlier, in the living room, it is a lot to take. If it is not too much for you, can we talk?"
"Of course, mom. Why are you being all formal with . Ask anything," Myra tried to play it casual.
"When did you planned all this?" her mother questioned straight away, staring at her.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . .
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