Turning uncomfortably on the bed for few minutes now was really annoying. Sleep couldn't just creep in even if it wanted it badly because the thought of everything that had happened recently was quite shocking but also very maddening.
Fiona would have sworn that her mother who so much loved her had sold her as a maid to a rich and prominent family in the capital. But maids do stay in their quarters, a small room at the back for the house. And even if she so happened to be the head maid, which is so unlikely, Fiona thought she wouldn't have the butler at her command. So what exactly is going on here?
Crazy thoughts ran through her head, like what if she was in an arranged marriage? Well, possibility for her is below 0. But if, she hoped the guy was at least 6ft and above, and handsome, cause she wouldn't be settling for hare minimum.
Staring deeply into the ceiling like as if she could bore a hole in it with her eyes, Fiona sighed for the uptenth time. Que Sara Sara, so she sadly thought.
Fiona has always been this strong willed girl, right from young. She always made decisions for herself with the guidance of her Mom who was slightly aged, well, they always had each other always. But this was something that shocked her, because she never expected it. It was too impromptu.
The yellow colored walls, giving off a warm and comfy serene. A walk in closet filled with designer wears, everything to her perfect size. The bathroom was so divine, that she had to walk on tiptoes in fear of breaking the tiles, new and foreign equipment laid out there. Curiosity kills the cat, but because of her current state of mind, she wasn't really much bother about the fancy foreign things.
Fiona was mad too cause her Mom should have given her a heads up at most because she couldn't believe as to how waking up do early yesterday, walking down the cold old rugged street of people who work majorly to survive and have little to nothing to squander on self. Then all of a sudden, the journey that lasted for more than 24 hrs sudden came to an end and landed in a mansion, yes, in her standard of judging it was a mansion.
Just then her thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on the door, Fiona's mood was well, damped so she kept quiet. "Young Miss, Master asks for your presence at the dinning" a very well refined voice of the butler was heard behind the door. Clearing his throat, he rephrased his sentence in a more appealing manner, "It's lunch time, Miss. Must have been a long journey"
It was then it dawned on her that she hasn't eaten since her arrival. Really not in the mood, she dragged herself out of bed sprouting her lips, as she gave that arrogant look. Despite that, it didn't forget what her Mom had taught her. To walk with confidence at all, because fear makes things too difficult.
Tailing behind the butler, Fiona heard the sounds of laughter resounding from the porch downstairs. Every step she took closer towards there, her heartbeat rang louder. "Fiona! Come on have a seat" a young man in his late 30's or early 40's said. This must be the master, is it him am getting married to? "Oh, just as cute as ever. You were just 2 years when last me saw at least"
Fiona was stunned, she turned over to look at her Mom but eh, she was engrossed in talking with a boy, or is it him, I'm marrying? But when did she come to a conclusion it was an arranged marriage?
"I'm Finneas by the way and we're family" He continued as he intended to ease her mind, she didn't respond immediately because of the shrimp she had put in her mouth but then her response made everyone official focus on her.
"Family uhh?! I never would have thought my Mom was into younger guys" The hell? How twisted is this girls thoughts. "Not that I mind, since you're rich, I mean -"
"Geez, she's my mom too and this is my family. So much for a younger sister" Finneas cut her off before she could say more atrocities. Fiona reminded him of their dad; uncoated tongue, always brutally honest and thinks in a way that so so different from normal.
"Well, a France president married his -" she started coughing heavily cause it was then it dawned on her that he was her elder brother and these were here niece and nephew. This was too much.
Arielle, Finneas' wife, hurriedly recovered from her shock and swung to action by giving her a glass of water and rubbing her back lightly. So much for an arranged marriage.
"So you are trying to say, I'm an Aunt. Well, that's sad cause I don't have candy to give you guys, maybe next time " the sentence made Finneas and Madam Lia, their Mother burst into laughter. " Not that we care if you had" Leon snorted as he looked at her, he would give her a whooping 10/10 for looks but every other aspect totally 0, like who is this girl.
"Sorry, but you have to change that tune, I'm your aunt." Fiona scolded him with a damn stern face as she turned towards Arielle to thank her. "Thank you, very much. I give you my blessings. Sorry, it's coming late for an unknown reason" Well, although things went sideways, her ego wouldn't let her show her embarrassment.
"Fiona, I'm sorry. I wanted to surprise you. I know you're angry, so please don't take it out on them" Madam Lia said to her calmly trying to soothe her nerves. "You'll be staying here from now on" Fiona was visibly irritated that she lost appetite instantly, so much for a happy day.
"Thank you for the food. If you may excuse me" With this she got up and left the dinner. A brother with a family, like who could ever think of that.