The second day, they each agree Nathan should visit Parker Ryan. Isla had decided to cooperate with them, and that had been a really smart and kind thing to do because it was sure going to assist them on their journey. Risky journey. Isla had explained a few things to Nathan. That day was on a Friday, and Parker Ryan always led an assembly with the rest of his community members, but he tagged it a VIP assembly, so not just any member was allowed. The meeting was to be held at a grand hall in Ettavile, and it was strictly by invitation only. Ever since Nathan settled the differences between Isla and her father, they had been trying to get along just fine. And for that reason, Parker Ryan had given her an invitation. It was a special one that was completely unique compared to the other, just so he would be able to brag about his daughter being present, and separate her from the crowd. The meeting was held once monthly, and at that moment, Parker Ryan was faced with a problem, as Isla
Parker Ryan was standing opposite to him, suspicious eyes staring at him. He wondered why he was there at his event, but what baffled him more than why was a matter of how. Nathan Anakin right in his domain, and for what reason? He waited patiently for him to gain consciousness and full recovery before asking again what he was doing there. Nathan paused, trying to understand why he had passed out. He remembered his plan of he was supposed to get a private conversation with Parker Ryan. Then he searched his environment and observe that he was in a different space entirely. Perhaps it were Parker Ryan's personal space, and that was a good thing. The room was vast with a billing interior setting neatly arranged just for the purpose of attraction. He was seated on a wide arm chair, Parker Ryan opposite him. What was he going to say? Either way, whenever he planned on what to do or say, he ended up doing the opposite anyway. He cleared his throat. "Good day to you, Parker Ryan," The o
A while later and Isla was inside and regretting her actions already. She knew that they were supposed to have been nice to her already, and yet it was just Tori that was with her, and was nice to her. Doris on the other hand, she was still quite angry at her for some reason. She said nothing to her all through her stay, and that nearly bothered Isla. But thanks to Tori, she was less cold.She spoke to her and made her less uncomfortable. Then the call came through. ****Isla didn't know what to do, but she was certain of one thing. Her father would never make any foolish decision at the moment. His secret was on the line and the only safe thing Nathan could do was to wait. At least for a few while, until they arrived there. They had already jumped into the back of a taxi, and suddenly, Doris wished the car would fly. Isla dialed his number again, "hi Nathan!" She called out, her voice nearly deafening. "There is something you can do. Call him!"When she advised, the ladies in the
When Nathan reached home, he began to narrate his tale. Luckily for him, they had been just around the corner waiting for him. He uttered no words until they arrived home. Tori was the first to start asking questions. "What happened? Tell us everything!" "You were running, did Parker Ryan let you go scot free?" Doris asked, and she paused for him to catch his breath and sit down. "Nathan, you need to start talking already." Isla said nothing, but she didn't even need to say anything. The look on her face explained it all. She was worried, then anxious and then worried again. Not only for Nathan, but for her father. He must have been very shocked. She hoped there wouldn't be any sort of complications from his stage of cancer judging by what had happened that day. That was all she could do... Hope. Finally, Nathan was ready to start spilling. Immediately, his mind played back to what had happened and he felt like it had been a dream. He started narrating everything, and they surpris
Isla was seated angrily, not speaking to either of them. Nathan said nothing, and Doris and Tori apparently had some important discussion to make because they went inside after a while, leaving just frowny Isla and quiet Nathan. Time went by for a while until Isla decided to break the silence. "You're not even going to ask what happened? You and the rest of them are just going to act so quietly like nothing happened?" "That's why we're not going to ask." Nathan said and saw her frown. "You're still angry and you need a while to breath. So we're just waiting patiently." She signed realizing that he had been right. "Well we still have to discuss about Manuel." She said and just as they were going to continue with their discussion, there was a knock on the door. Nathan's brows furrowed and he wondered who could have been at the door. He silently hoped it hadn't been his weird fake friend. When he got there to his surprise, a frowny Parker Ryan was standing at the entrance staring at
Tori had no other option that to fulfill the wishes of her uncle. If was better if she went to meet him, than he coming to find her which could only mean one thing and it wouldn't be a good thing. Arriving at his house, the environment felt foreign to her. She tried a pose of confidence but it failed everytime she remembered the evil dear Fernando was capable of. She decided to get it off her mind and focus on the present. Fernando had not be around and so the maid told her to relax in the living room, then asked her if she wanted anything to eat or drink. "Oh no thanks, but I'm good." Tori replied to the woman who then left quietly. She heaved in a deep sigh and her mind went over to the time Nathan had his accident. She failed to accept the fact that her family member had been responsible for everything bad that occurred in his life and family's life. And then there was the issue of his in-laws again. They weren't good people. He was surrounded in the midst of evil people. The b
Darkness came like the thick velvet curtains of the theatre. It was as if the daytime had been one part of a play and the rest was to come after this intermission of night. She let her eyes wander the furniture, the audience to the dramas played out in that room, to the highs and lows of emotions, and to the love that dwelt in that house. As usual she wandered to the window to gaze at the stars, to peek into the universe... the spectacle that was given when all else was taken... as if commanding her to look and feel both her smallness and her oneness with something greater. The dark room was like a place out of time, a place to rest without consequence. It was there in that way was a sanctuary, a place to recharge and forget the things the world said had to be done. It wasn't that she couldn't or wouldn't, but rather that she needed that sense of stepping out of the craziness for a while. So, in the darkness that stole even her own form, she was content to let the night pass and awa
Owen frowned as a thought played on his mind. "Mother, what exactly is your plan?" He was pacing around the room, arms akimbo. "There is a grown woman down here in our house!" He yelled out unable to contain the fear that resided in his heart. With a wave of her hand, Evelyn replied him. "Relax, it's only going to be for a couple of hours. And then, everything will be just fine. It depends though." She said, eyes fixated on her phone. "On what?" Owen asked. "On whether Regina misses her daughter or not." Replied Evelyn. Then she sighed. "Listen, if she calls me on time, we strike our plan. If not, then... Well whatever! But, I'll wait a few hours longer, tell her I heard from a trusted source that she was searching for her daughter, then we stage up a rescue mission and she trusts us and then... Voila!""It sounds so easy now that you've mentioned it. But still... This is a very complicated plan!" "Oh jeez! Don't you want to end up with that woman again?" Evelyn shot him a fierce g