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He looks around at the kitchen. “We couldn’t keep you out of here,” he says, “your mother, the maids, or me. You always wanted to come in and pull out all of the pots and pans. Pretend you were cooking. Or just bang on them.”
I just stare at him, bewildered. I was only five when we went to live with David – it was certainly old enough to remember something. How did I remember nothing?
Alden indulges me for a moment and then nods back towards the
living room. “Come,” he says. “I want to introduce you to some
people.”
I follow, still staring around at the house. My house, where I lived,
as a small child. As I consider it, I realize that they are not unhappy
memories – I have no feelings of fear or trauma attached to this
place.
Which, I suppose, is a good thing.
Alden leads me into the sitting room, my guards following closely
behind. When we enter, I’m surprised to see a woman sitting there
with a boy at her side and a baby in her lap.
“Fay,” Alden says, putting out a hand to me. “I’d like to introduce you to Tristin, my wife.” I blink at the woman, surprised. Why had
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no one mentioned to me that my father had remarried?
“How–how do you do?” I ask, fumbling over the words.
She doesn’t reply, simply giving me a cold look. She’s a beautiful woman, petite, with dark hair and large hazel eyes. Her full pink lips are pursed with dislike.
“And this,” Alden says, gesturing towards the children, “Is my son Romulus and my daughter Estrella. Your…ah. Your half siblings, I suppose.” He runs a hand awkwardly through his hair.
I smile at Romulus, who looks up at me with excited eyes. He’s the picture of his mother, really–dark hair, delicate pale skin, pretty hazel eyes. The baby is also very sweet, smiling up at me in her white bonnet. As I look at the three of them, I can tell that Tristin has dressed them in pale green to match her own outfit.
A glance at the green accents on Alden’s suit suggest that he’s part of their group as well. I look down at myself, dressed in sapphire blue. Perhaps she’s sending me a message about exactly who belongs in this family.
“Welcome,” Tristin says, her voice cold. She looks me up and down with distaste. I sigh, seeing that this isn’t going to be an
easy road.
“Thank you,” I say, doing my best to give them all a smile as I
lower myself awkwardly into a chair by the coffee table. We’re silent as a maid brings in a silver tray with a tea set on it. As she
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lays it down on the table, I can’t help but stare at it.
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