"You better behave yourself and make Mark like you or else, prepare to pack up your trash and get ready to move onto the cold, dirty streets!" The threatening voice stroke her brain cells and reminded her of why she was here.
"Can you believe it? The Darcys have agreed on the blind date!" Her step mother had jumped up and down and had completely forgotten about her 'lady' image after receiving a call.
"I don't want to go!" If it was possible, she wished she could shout out her real thoughts but it has only been a wish which she has been praying for ever since she was the age of five after she entered those merciless eyes of her step mother.
When she was little, she used to hide in a corner where no one could find her and dream of a happy family. In that family, there was a kind father, a loving mother and an adorable little sister who she could play with while their parents were out. But as time passed by, she no longer fantasised about the fairy tails. And yes, she had to admit that although she was already 23 years old, she still had to live under the will of her parents, or maybe the name 'guardians' would be more suitable.
In order to adapt to the environment she had been brought up in, where she was snubbed by her cold-hearted father and mistreated by her step mother who sees nothing but money, she has learnt to keep her thoughts to herself and obey to those words because no one could predict which day she would end up in a body of scars. And that was the reason she was right here, standing in front of this luxurious French restaurant which she has admired and only seen on television.
She entered the restaurant with her guardians. The well-mannered waiter led their way across the people and entered the VIP room through the silent, empty narrow hallway. And there they were, sat an aging but kind-looking couple and a young man around the age of 30 - the Darcys.
She has never had nor allowed to think or to have interests in men but...