Emily was sitting in her room staring at the calendar with red marking on the date,
10 October, Monday.

Her wedding day.

And another red marking but on,

8 October, Saturday...

This would be the perfect date of her departure: of her Runaway...

King left yesterday with James. She went to see him off. He told her that he will come back after two weeks and in the mean time, both families will handle marriage arrangements except for the guest list. Because he and James are going to decide who will come in the wedding after returning from the coronation. 

Two weeks...

I have to arrange everything in two weeks.

Arrangements of Runaway...

Arrangements of my escape...

Last night, she thought alot about her decision.

Marriage is a not play...

Marriage means being with someone till eternity...

Stay together in thick and thin...

Marriage means love...

Marriage means trust...

Marriage means respect your other half...

You can go through everything...

Marriage can be a beautiful lifetime  experience...
But if only with the one who you truly love... Not with the one who forces you...

Not with the one who controls you...

Not with the one who scares you...

And to me, Arrange Marriage is not a good choice... 

The hate for arrange marriage runs in my blood...

I don't want to suffer like Mom and Dad...

Especially Mom...

I remember every tear of her...

When Dad used to curse her,

Abused her,

Beat her too...

Never cared, what his kids were watching, learning...

It was not my mother's fault that her marriage was set with my father without his consent...

But he being he... A lousy Man, who took out all his frustration and anger on her...

Why he didn't speak when he needed to? Instead of it... He made Mom's life hell... A true hell!

Since then, I decided that I will never do an arrange marriage... I will marry to the one whom I'll love...

And this is it... I am not going to marry King Ruthless Vincent...

I am not in love with him, I can never be in love with him!

He can't force me!

He just can't...

He needs to understand or he has to understand...

And for this, First I need to get away from him

But wait where will I go?

Antarctica!??

Do you want to die from cold!

Bermuda triangle!??

King can't find me there... Maybe?

Emily huffed,

Where should I go?

I just can't leave New York and go London. He will easily find me.

They know that I will go London so it is not a option... then where!?

I have a master plan.

This surely is going to be tough and risky but will worth for my freedom...

I will book two tickets; one of Portugal  and the other one of France,

Both contries are foreign for me. I never been there... This will confuse him... for a while...

Maybe he will give up on me and move on...

Her eyes pricked,

Why I don't like the thought of him giving up on me?

This is what I want? Right?

She sighed, got up and grabbed her hoodie from the stand and walked out of the room.

Amanda was not at home. She went to see wedding venue with Nicole, which Zac and Ashley choosen. Amanda told her to come with them but she denied saying that she was not feeling well and wanted to do some rest.

She jogged towards the cab stand and took cab, instead of taking her own car. She knew that her car was tracked by the Davis security.

The first thing she needed to do was to check her bank balance; how much money she had, and how much money she needed.

After ten minutes, The cab dropped her in front The Central Bank.

She got out. Before entering, she took several deep breaths trying to control her nervousness.
She came here to meet the Manager; Mr.Oliver Pen. He handled All Davis's family members accounts. Even though she was a Whiteley but knowned as the Davis.

She had to be extra careful around him because he reported James about each and every money spent, after all he was also in the list of James's trusted Man; Who knew his dirty deeds and if James got to know about the withdraw of large amount of money. He will surely questioned her. And No one can escaped from James's Interrogation.

She went inside towards the reception. A young guy in a white collar sitting behind the desk talking on the phone seemed stressed out. He noticed her presence. After few seconds, he put the receiver down and greet her. She greet back,
"Hello, I want to meet the Manager, Mr. Oliver Pen."

He was about to say that Our manager was a bit busy tell him what you want, they all said that but cut by her when she spoke in a don't talk shit with me tone,
"Tell him, Emily Whiteley is here to meet him. It's urgent."

He cleared his throat intimidated by her bitchy serious face, after talking on a phone he told her,
"He is in his cabin. You can go there"

She thanked him and walked towards the cabin. She knocked on the cold glass door, a male voice heard by her she pushed the door opened and entered,
"Hey", she softly said,

"Hello, Miss Whiteley?," He seemed a little muddled by her arrival here.

'She only came here when she first opened her account but with Mrs.Davis when she was sixteen years old. Whenever she needed any guidance on anything she always talked to me on phone. Now, Why she come here to meet me', Oliver thought,

"Please, sit" She sat on the chocolate brown couch timidly whispering thank you.

"How are you Miss Whiteley?"
He asked,

"It is always Emily for you,Oliver. I am all good how about you?", She answered,

He smiled,
"I am fine Emily"

"You don't change a bit! Still have that charming smile", she said,

He laughed,
"And you are all grown up and become more pretty"

He hold the receiver to his ear and dialed a number,
he turned to her,
"What do you want to drink or eat?"

"No It is fine please, I am here for important work. thank you"

He chuckled,
"We will do that work too but first tell me what do you want to eat?", He insisted,

She scratched her forehead,
"You are insisting, then a cream coffee would be good"

"Great!", He told the peon to bring two cream coffee.

He put the receiver down and gave her his full attention,
"So"

Her hands started to get sweaty as she begun,
"Oliver, I am here to withdraw some money"

He chuckled,
"So, you can... What is the problem?"

"Yeah I know but I want to withdraw  heavy amount "

His brow ceased together,
"How much?"

"Fifty thousand dollars"

He was taken back by her statement,
"Fifty thousand? Are you sure?"

"Yeah I am sure"

"Okay but can I ask reason why you need fifty thousand dollars?"

"Don't be offended. I will have to report Mr.Davis", he added,

Her hands started to get sweaty she acted all cool but deep inside she was dying from the fear of being caught.

"No please, don't tell Brother or any family member of mine about the withdraw"

He raised an eyebrow,
"Why?"

She huffed,
"Don't look at me like that! I have a legit reason Okay, first hear me out!"

He nodded,

"Brother and Amanda do so much for me and still doing. Always care for me, So it is also my right to take care of the-"

She stopped when she heard a knock on the door, the peon came inside with two coffees and placed them on the table, and left.

She continued,
"So where was I... Yeah, You know  their wedding anniversary is around the corner, I will throw a Grand Posh party besides this I'll also send them on luxury trip for some weeks... And for this I need money and I want to give surprise. That is the reason I don't want you to tell anything to anyone"

He seemed impressed by her,

Please forgive me I am such a liar!

When he didn't say anything, she  added,

"Please, I share my plans with you... Don't spoiled it!"

He sighed, and looked away thinking hard,
He sighed,
"Fine I am coming... stay here", with that he left,

As he left she breath out,
Damn this is so hard!

She grabbed her coffee and took some sips, relaxing.

He came back, with a khaki envelope and sat down,
"Here you are. Your money. They are Fifty thousand dollars as you said. I am not jumbling you in to paper work. I will handle it."

"What about my signature?"

"I will take them another time. I have to some other work to do " he extended the heavy envelope filled with fresh crunchy dollars. She was about to take it from him but he pulled it away making her stopped, her heart dropped in her stomach,
"W-What happen?" She gulped

"You are not tricking me right,Emily?"
"My job is on the risk you know that", he added,

She swallowed lump in her throat,
"Why would I trick you? I-I mean, my intention are clear as water!"

I guess a murky one

"Alright if you say so," she wiped her sweaty hands  from her jeans and took the envelope from him. Trying not to act like desperate.

She got up,  put money in her bag and smiled,
"Thank you, Oliver you don't how much you help me!... I always stay greatful of yours"

He waved his hand in the air,
"Ah! Don't be... Tell me if you need anything"

"Sure... I should go now... Amanda must be waiting"

"Bye... Take care of yourself."

"Bye..." They shook hands and she walked out of the bank.

She got in the cab and a single tear rolled down on her cheek,
Why I am betraying every one,

Lying to them, about them,

Not caring about anyone's feeling,

I am not like that why I become so heartless!
Damn you King! All this shit is happening because of you!!!

Sometimes we need to take hard decisions... And I am doing the same...

Just let me get out of here...

Everything will be alright!...
It is going to be alright.... I hope so!

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