Chapter IV

I somehow woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep again. Yes, I'm that type of people who once they wake up, they don't have the power to force themselves to sleep anymore. After all, I was still curious about this whole thing and how this might have anything, just anything, to do with my great grandfather.

At last I couldn't handle the boredom and decided while everyone was probably asleep, I could grab a book or something. As I explored the mansion I went closer to a bright gleaming room.

I looked in and I saw that the room was practically golden, green, and blue. Not exactly the best combination of colors.

Sweeping my eyes across the room, I saw the back of a male's head at a bookshelf. I stared at it for a few seconds and then the boy decided to shut his book and he paused.

"Come in." His voice was like honey, sweet and velvety.

I came in, blushing as I was caught.

"Take a seat." 

I slid into a chair with a red and yellow stripes. 

" Who are you?" He said gently.

I glanced at him. He didn't looked too old but neither did he look close to my age.

" Umm..Cymestra Ro- Klein."

" Hmp." He nodded his head and continued reading.

The silence was awkward and uncomfortable as I sat there.

He looked at me, raising an eyebrow

He took a breath and said "Alright, little girl. As you've probably guessed, I'm your brother and my name is Andrew Klein. So far to what I know, my father bought you. Am I correct?"

" I was told to be sold, but I have no idea that I was going to be part of the Kleins..."

I trailed off quieter as I said each word.

" Alright, what did you come for?"

" I couldn't sleep so I thought of finding a book and the room's light attracted me."

His face darkened slightly for a moment but it had quickly passed. But I was certain that it was there. Unconsciously, I flinched and he smirked, catching it.

I mentally hit myself. He's my brother, so why was I scared.

He told me to lay down on the sofa. Then he grabbed a book from the shelves and started to read a loud.

​" Once upon a time there lived a girl whose parents had died and she lived alone. She lived her life in fear. People hated her. Well, what could she do? ButShe was known as the curse to the family once she was given birth.."

His voice was soft and soothing. As he spoke, his voice got lower and lower.

I slept without any dreams or nightmares that night. Only darkness welcomed me.