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Twelve months earlier...
“So you have returned.” My grandfather, I had talked to him over the phone, but we never met once in more than ten years. The memory I had of him was limited. His blonde hair had turned gray—he was old, weak, and his once powerful voice had changed into a quiet hoarse voice.
My grandfather might be old, but his eyesight and his memory was clear as crystal, “My grandson,” he called, as he looked upon me. He was sitting on his favorite padded wooden chair.
I stood in front of him. “Yes, I have, grandfather.” My respect for him did not change. He was the only person who favored me in the family.
“Yes, yes.” He forced a smile. “You know that I've been waiting for you to accept what's rightfully yours finally.”
“I did not come here for that,” I said. “I came here to regain my old self.” I wasn't interested in his fortune. I came here to make everyone pay and to bring back who I really was. I was my mother's son and a brother to my sisters. “But, I do have one request to make.”
“Yes, yes. What is it? I'll be happy to do anything to repay my failure as your grandfather.”
“I need your help—your power… your voice. I know that you still have it in you. I have a plan.”
He sighed heavily. “I heard a woman made you come back home. Is this true?”
I clenched my fists. “I-I wanted to protect her, but I decided to come back here.”
“Our family have become greedy. I still believe that one of them killed your mother, and I did nothing. I was blind. I’m going to throw everyone who will get in your way.”
I shook my head. “They won't stop until they don't see my dead body.”
“This is my promise to you. I’m going to protect you with everything I got. Your request is granted, my grandson. Do whatever you think is right.”
“Thank you, grandfather.”
“Alayna? Alayna, it's Cassius! It's Cassius!” Casey sprinted towards the door, excited to see her brothers. My heart was pounding abnormally just by hearing Cassius’s name. It means he was here too. My Master… They had announced that he would return today. I should be excited—thrilled… but instead, I was afraid.
I weakly followed after Casey, but my knees felt like they were about to fail me. Then suddenly, Oliver squeezed my shoulder.
“Alayna?” he mumbled, his eyes were worried. “Are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah, I am fine. I'm good.” I lied. I don’t think if I would ever feel right.
“You look pale.” Seeing Oliver like this had always comforted me. I would never forget how he was always here for me.
When he broke up with his girlfriend for some reasons, he didn’t tell us, Oliver b he took care of the household. He was always there when I was crying at night while I fought against my nightmares. He waited until I fall asleep. He never left.
“I’m okay, really.” I faked a smile.
“No, you’re not okay. You’re bothered. We still don't even know what's going to happen.”
“Oliver, you knew exactly what happened that night.” I hugged myself as I was trying to stop myself again from crying. I am getting tired of it. It’s like the massive pain in my chest never left.
“Don't overthink for now. He's finally here. You can be together again. You should be happy,” he said, then smiled weakly. “Now, shall we go and greet the Master?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Good. For now, let’s welcome him.”
A white Ashton Martin stopped in front of the mansion. Then, in a couple of seconds, Cassius stepped out of the car. It had been half a year since I last saw him. Casey instantly ran towards his brother then jumped onto him as she enveloped her arms around the neck. Cassius flashed out a wide grin, accepting Casey with his arms. Even if I was lonely as hell, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of them.
“Look at you! You gained weight,” Cassius joked.
Casey scowled at him. “You're a bad, bad brother. You didn't even come home for a year, and that's the first thing you're going to say to me?” Oliver was laughing at my side as well.
“Case! You didn't even nag me like that when I was away,” Oliver complained. She glared at Oliver.