Now, I can see why they were crying so bad . I could feel my heart squeezing so tight in my chest it felt as if the air in my lungs were forced out of me, I couldn't breathe, all I saw was my dad in two places calling my name, before I lost consciousness.
I tried to open my eyes,all I could see was white then I began to wonder if I was in heaven. I closed my eyes back and then opened them again, this time around I could see more clearly.
Cassie you're awake, should I call the doctor? It was dad. There's no need for that I told him, please tell me mom's not dead, I whispered. I was holding on to a glimmer of hope for him to say he was joking, I desperately wanted him to say he pulled a prank on me, but his eyes was saying something different entirely.
Cassie, I aaam sssooo sssooorry, but that was what I was told, I wish I could tell you that your mom has been found that she's hale and hearty. I could feel dad's voice was broken when he was saying this.
I wept bitterly, I never imagined that a day like this would come, a day when mom will be declared dead. I prayed every night before I went to bed that she would come home and we could be together again. But it isn't so, dad was looking so helpless, he was uncontrollable. It was really a black day for us .
The whole mansion was thrown into mourning, the staffs were pained that mistress is gone . My best friend Abigail hart and her family came to see us . Accept our condolences, dear friend, who would have thought that the government would declare her dead, it was Mr Anders Hart , Abigail's father. The harts and the brooks have being family friends, before grandpa died . Abigail came to my room, she gave me a tight hug. I was grateful, cause I needed it. " Don't worry Cassie, I'll be here for you we are going to fight this together " . Thank you so much Abi, am so glad you're my friend. That day she stayed with me and did her best to cheer me up and let me be honest, it worked for a while when she left I was back in my misery.
That's night dad came to my bedroom, he pulled me in a hug and was sobbing gentle and I joined him in his sobs, we cried for about 30 minutes. Am so sorry Cassie, am sorry you had to go through all this pain, instead I want you to fuel your pain to become successful. Yes daddy.
Let's snuggle in and let me sing you a lullaby, within minutes I fell asleep.
Jairo's pov
After the Hart left,I went to my bedroom and sat on my bed recalling I and Yvonne memories. She was 5 years old when they moved to our neighborhood, as of that time I was 7 years old. She was a little angel dressed in pink the very first time I saw her. She was always hanging out with I and my brother. I could remember I always shoved her aside but she still persisted in playing with us, eventually she and Augustus became best friends. 5 years later, they packed out from our neighborhood we didn't hear from them. After 3 years dad died.
Years later I met Yvonne when she was interning in Hart's company, you could say Anders was the older brother Yvonne never had, cause she was an only child. The moment I laid my eyes on her, I couldn't believe she was that little angel she has grown so beautiful. From that moment,I took a liking to her. We started talking, before you know it we went on date and that's was it, we became official....
My phone rang waking me from my reverie, I checked the caller Id it was Augustus I picked the call. Tell me it not true I could hear him say from the
Other side. His question was met with silence. Jairo tell me it's not true he pleaded . Am sorry Gus but the news is true,the government declared her dead. He went quiet then he hung up the phone, I can imagine how devastated he must be . The two were best of friends, I remembered how happy he was, when I told him I saw Yvonne at harts company that day . He was so excited to see her. my mom had loved Yvonne like she was her very own daughter, everyone in the family loved her. I mean who wouldn't love Yvonne, she had a lovable personality; She was kind, honest, hardworking and intelligent . As I think of these beautiful characteristics of her I couldn't help but weep .