Julia Richmond stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of her family's Manhattan penthouse, gazing out at the glittering cityscape below. The lights of the skyscrapers twinkled like diamonds against the darkening sky, but Julia's eyes saw nothing but a prison full of decorations. She felt trapped, suffocated by the expectations placed upon her.
Her family's legacy, their wealth, and their social status all weighed heavily on her shoulders. Julia longed to break free, to forge her own path, but the fear of disappointing her family held her back. She felt like a bird in a gilded cage, surrounded by beauty but unable to fly.
As she turned away from the window, Julia's gaze fell upon the opulent room. The lavish decorations, the expensive artwork, and the impeccable furnishings all screamed of her family's wealth. But to Julia, it was a constant reminder of the life she didn't want. She felt like a prop, a mere decoration in the grand scheme of her family's ambitions.
"Julia, darling, it's time to get ready," her mother, Elizabeth, called from the doorway. "The Smiths will be here soon, and we can't keep them waiting." You know it's definitely not going to be fair at all.
Julia sighed inwardly. Another dinner party, another opportunity for her parents to parade her in front of their wealthy friends and acquaintances. She felt like a prized pony, displayed for all to see, but never truly seen. Her parents didn't care about her dreams or aspirations; they only cared about the family's reputation and legacy.
As she made her way to her bedroom, Julia's thoughts turned to the upcoming marriage her parents had arranged for her. Victor Lee, a ruthless and cunning businessman, was the last person she wanted to spend her life with. But her parents saw only the benefits of the union: the merging of two powerful families, the expansion of their business empire and sovereignty.
Julia's heart rebelled against the idea, but she knew she had no choice. Her family's legacy and reputation depended on it. She felt like a pawn in a game she didn't want to play. Julia sat on the couch reminiscing about what she had been told by her parents the previous day about marriage arrangements for her, the man in question " victor" was never a perfect match for Julia, she saw her poor and struggling friends to be at the peak of their best when compared to her. They all had their will done and were able to command sense of possession, freedom and buoyancy but this was an expensive deal when Julia's family was talked about
Could this be a wicked act towards Julia by her parents? or was nature mad at Julia
Her parents loved her so much and never wanted to lose her and at the same time also craved to boost their legacy and expand their boundaries not minding the cost.