~16~

                                    

                                          
~16~
Emeliano's pov
"Sir, the table is set." 
Greta's voice stopped me from proceeding to my study, I wasn't really in a good mood after the heart wrecking news I heard today, I was actually trying to stop myself from breaking everything around me. 
I couldn't concentrate on my work today, all I could think about was the both of them together, living under one fucking roof. 
That bastard did it on purpose, he made the wedding silent so I wouldn't be able to stop it.
And Her, she doesn't care about me, if she had the gods to marry that bastard, that only meant that she had gotten over me, that is if she ever did love me. 
I clenched my jaw. "I'm not hungry."
"Okay sir." Greta turned to leave.
"Wait, has Rebecca eaten? Where is she?" I asked her.
"No sir, but she's upstairs in her room, would you like me to call her?" Greta asked.
"No, don't do that." I sighed. "Make sure she has dinner, I'll be in my study." I told Greta, walking over to my study.
I can't bring myself to look at Rebecca right now, her presence would only be a constant reminder of the reason why I hate the Lewis' and there was no telling what I'd do to her in the state I'm in right now.
Sitting on my study chair, I threw my head back in sadness. 
Why am I letting this get to me? I shouldn't be affected by this, I should have gotten over her, why can't I get over her? Is this what it costs to fall in love with someone? Is what I'm feeling considered love? Or is it something else?
There's nothing I can do now, I can't do anything to separate the both of them... This is the end game for me... I'm done for...
They got married before I took Rebecca in, they were probably tying the knot while I was abducting the poor girl.
Poor girl?
Anybody from that family is cursed in my sight. They are all the same, that black evil blood runs through their veins! 
I have to sate my hunger for revenge, maybe then I'd move on. Or will I?
The door to my study opened softly, revealing Rebecca, just seeing her face reminded me of the reason why I started this in the first place, seeing her face made me more angrier. 
"Get out, just turn around." I said to her as she was about to take the first step. 
She rolled her eyes and came in anyway. "I'm not gonna do that." She said, closing the door behind her.
"I'm in no mood for an argument, as you can see, I'm angry-"
"When have you not been angry?" She asked me.
"Leave me alone, Rebecca, I'm warning you... Leave while you still can." I warned her, but Rebecca being Rebecca, she ignored me and stood firm in front of the table, crossing her arms over her chest.