𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. - 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝟔.

After dropping Lakyn off at his small dingy house, the memories of us in the limousine together kept replaying in my head. Obviously, nothing excited happened but now i know why Lakyn wanted me to not look, and do i confront him about it? Or just keep it to myself. My train of thoughts is interrupted when someone knocks on my door?

"What?" I shout out. These people do not know when to give me a rest.

"Uhm.. Miss Blair, it is time for.. uh dinner. " Colin stutters, hiding the white oak door.

"Do you have a speech problem?" I question him, raising my brows at him which he responds to by shaking his head. "Speak, Colin."

"Uh. No Miss Blair."

"I think you do." I retort back, rolling my eyes whilst i get out of bed to make my way downstairs. "You should get that checked out... I don't want no disabled butler."

Colin looks down with embarrassment, he has a view of his crappy shoes. Daddy brought him designer shoes to wear around the house but of course he ruined it... he's poor. I may have crossed the border line in dissing him but he deserved it, he is such a bad butler and never does anything right.

"Good evening, daddy." I greet him, kissing him on the cheek before making my way to my chair... i see a stranger occupying mothers seat. "Daddy, who's this?" I question, my voice filled with curiosity but also anger... how dare they take her seat?

"Blair sit down." Daddy instructs me, pointing to my usual seat. And i do so, inhaling a sharp breath because I know where this conversation is going. "This is Kathleen." He says, nodding towards her direction.

"Oh." I say bluntly. I honestly couldn't give a fuck about Kathleen but the fact that she is sitting in mother seats is irritating me more than anything. I look up from the food Marisa had served us and made eye contact with Daddy who raises his eyebrows at me. I begin to clear my throat, "Sorry Kathleen, I'm Blair. How are you?"

"Yes, I figured." She states. Of course she knows my name. "And I have not been better." She smiles, taking daddy's hand into hers, I cant help but notice the diamond ring on her finger.

"Kathleen and I have been dating for a while, and as you can see i proposed." Daddy states, raising her hand in front of my face, for me to a better version of the diamond rock.

"Daddy you didn't even tell me you were seeing someone." I tell him, hurt and confused with everything.

"Blair, I don't need you knowing everything about my personal life." He says bitterly. "And stop calling me daddy, your not five."

Kathleen laughs at his words but my emotions are the opposite, i cant help but feel my face burning up and feel the brim of my eyes watering. "At the table, don't slouch. You'll develop improper posture, which will alter your height or, worse, cause a hump on your back. Consider how unattractive you'd be in that situation." Kathleen states, whilst getting approval from her new husband.

I straighten my shoulders, lift my chest, and continue to push the food around on my plate with my silverware after exhaling.

She gives me a filthy look clearly telling me that she is offended by my disrespectful posture.

"Excuse me." I choke out and head towards my room.

I'm starting to get tired. I don't want to have to sit through another meal where I'm told that he is engaged to someone new. I simply want him to let me be myself and maybe, just maybe, tell me that he loves me. I don't want to feel like I'm constantly making mistakes. I'd want to be loved. I truly would adore that.

This was karma for the way i treated Colin before dinner, it somewhat makes me feel guilty... but then yet again he deserved it and i didn't.

My stomach rumbles, from not eating dinner as i lost appetite from the big news. I close my eyes shut. It almost brings flashbacks of when i used to go through the day with one small meal per day or none at all. Perhaps if i start it again, he will give my attention i want... probably not, he will most likely send me to a eating disorder rehab centre and let them fix me, just like he did last time.

If only mother was here... she would know what to do. Funnily enough, i wasn't close to her growing up and didn't really notice when she was gone for work. I was always a "daddy's girl" and i thought i would always will be but its time like this i realise how much i need my mum growing up but it took me too long to realise that.

Tears fall onto my white silk pillow sheets, leaving a permanent water stain, as i close my eyes and drift of to sleep.

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summer's note:

i apologise for not updating sooner but here is the new chapter!

what is your thought on her fathers engagement?

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865 words - 17:30pm - 12.03.22