Love Is Not A Fiction

daylight. I wonder how long I slept The sky was covered with heavy, dark clouds, and there were not even small gaps. It seems like it's stil

for breakfast?” - I heard the

you! I'm a

had breakfast much earlie

ess. I need to have a bite to eat, and after that I will have another two ho

the cook and maid, whom

o the kitchen, and Amissa continued to clear t

t. It was chilly in the dining room, a

ou feeling?” Amis

fore. She worked for us for more than three months, and fo

is fine. I'm

s sparkled. She looked flustered. I involuntarily r

fine too,"

when Amissa appeared. People who came here from overseas to work, took less for their services. But the employers provided them with food and housing, in addition to the basic payment.

ery soon. Get ready. Another man, unfamiliar. He will pick you up from home. Like fire, it can bur

ch confidence. She grabbed images from her

are all fairy tales. I don't believe in

the rest of the dishes, cheerfully left. What a strange girl. No

. A few minutes later my sisters and mother ca

a deep breath. We have a f

rse,” I

. But after the scandal, she stopped coming. But I considered her a close friend. But maybe it's g

elry in front of the mirror. Mom laid on the be

e bed with a book in her hands. How my mother gently ran her hands through my hair and, grabbing a few strands fro

ed, and my assistant just got sick, so my mother he

d beautifully. With feeling, pausing and changing intonation in the right

e saying goodbye. Also, Amisa's words a

ly when the hairstyle was ready. -

each other in the reflection. There seemed to be a silent understanding

nd jumping out of bed. “It's so soft, just like you, Amy.

ed the neck. Narrow sleeves reached the middle of the forearm. The upper part of the dress was tight to the body, and the skirt was loose. Such was the fashion now, and this style has become my favorite. I even for a second felt like the same, the former, which I will never be, because the past cannot b

w will everything go? What should I say? How to behave? Mom gave no parting words, except: "You have always been prudent, I'm sure, and this time you will succeed. Fath

t immediately opened. I turned around and, seeing t

waiting,” Heli said quickly. “Mr Erton is al

to answer when th

ore. She rubbed her cheeks with icy fingers, and wandered into the dining room. It seemed that with each step the legs became more and more nau

at the massive doors of dark wood. Tried to calm down. She too

oon," I gree

measuredly, stood my father and another m

, like ice, crystal blue, clear and very bright, looked sternly. I wanted to hide from this look, but of course I didn’t, and stubbornly continued to study it with my eyes. In places, his skin was covered in barely healed wounds, as if a few days ago Mr. Erton had hit his head hard on something. But there were also hardened, older scars. Small and larger, they covered a bea

d with all buttons. It was difficult to guess what this man was t

my eyes. Even through the leather gloves that were wrapped around his arms, he felt warm. From the touch, I felt like an electric shock an

,” she heard a c

my eldest daughter, Amy, da

with bright strokes. Now I was worried, but for some reason I did not feel fear. The Pope offered to sit down and invited the servants t

said suddenly. We need to

already been discussed by all and sundry. However, there was a pang in my chest. Dad

inutes,” the father said loudly, once

t I felt the warmth emanating from him, and the pleasant smell of herbs melting in the hot sun, so beautifully combined wi

d to see yo