Chapter 183 - Yearning

Reyna patted her hand reassuring her. Lina felt contempt with her reassurance, she finally felt relief. After reassuring Lina, Reyna looked up at Siara, she removed Lina's hands from her arm and walked close to Siara, her motherly love and softness from her face vanished as she walked towards Siara.

"Better stop it when I am staying silent, otherwise I am not a good one to go against." Reyna threatened her with a look everyone feared, patting her shoulder. She was careful that Lina didn't hear a word of what she said.

It was a warning for Siara, to stay away from her family but she was Siara. If she gets threatened only by this, she will not be here. She was threatened in every turn of her life, but she only learned once you decide to do something then you have to continue it no matter what you have to do.

Siara snickered hearing her threat,"I am not her to give up," her eyes pointing towards Lina who was looking at both of them confusedly "I will not stop until I get what I want." She remarked, looking back at Reyna's eyes, without any hint of fear. She was looking back, as if Reyna's threats were hollow like her soul. 

She was always threatened to give up on her things, from childhood to the one she was today. Everytime she yearns for something she is threatened to not dare. At first she agreed but when she finally realized that if you need something you need to stand for it, you need to fight to get it otherwise it will be taken from you and you will never be able to do anything about it. 

In this world of riches and poor, weak strong only rich and strong get their wants without any fight. But for the poor and weak, if they do not stand up, if they don't fight their way up to the top they will always be disregarded like a waste. 

Being born as poor and weak was not your option but dying poor and weak was the option you choose for yourself. 

And Siara learned it way before, and she didn't choose the option of dying poor and weak for sure. 

She wants her belongings, and she will get it. For her Michael was the only one she needed and she would get him. No one takes him away from her. If someone dares, they are destined to die from her hands. 

Reyna was impressed by her courage, she didn't step back but instead stand against her. But no matter what she tries she can never get Michael not until she is alive. 

"Then let's see who wins." Reyna challenged her, she wanted to see what she could do. She was sure she would not let her down. 

Reyna was interested to see her next plan. She smirked and turned back and went towards Lina, who was still unknown of their talk. 

"Let's go." Reyna pulled her inside, by her wrist. She was baffled by what's happening there. She looked back and saw a smug smile on Siara's face. Her face was dark, with a smile. 

She was a bit scared seeing her look, she turned back as if she saw nothing. Those eyes that look exactly similar to the eyes of a predator eyeing at the prey, same look, same face and same behavior. 

Lina was not sure what Reyna said to Siara that she saw that look on her face, was she planning something evil for Reyna. She was scared that she may do something to Reyna, but next thought, she doesn't think Siara will dare to do something to them. She wanted to tell Reyna about it but what if she saw wrong, and she was nothing like her thinking. She will be the one to get in trouble. 

Lina silently followed Reyna not thinking more about it. 

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His brown hairs waxed neatly. His ash grey eyes looked gloomy and saddened with a hint of nostalgia. 

This was the place where he met her, where he fell for her at first sight. How can he forget? Every inch here has her, her memories.

Mike could see her in front of his eyes, running around laughing like a free bird. He felt like he was back again to their past. He would still be happily with his beloved if Sara didn't kill her.

He still can't forget, her last look. She only wanted to save her, even dying herself. Why can Sara leave happily ever after when her beloved died? Why can she live like her instead, she was not even related. She killed her. 

A tear of vengeance, nostalgia, and pain left his eye. He will take revenge for her. He will not let her live peacefully after killing his beloved. He will be the one to send her to death with his own hands. 

He rubbed his tears and walked inside the apartment. The apartment didn't have any lift, so he took the stairs. 

On reaching the second floor, he stopped. He saw a mirage of her and passed him sitting on the stair as she was laughing and talking to him. 

It was the same place, they first kissed, he was always a rebel but she changed him. She moulded the person who was now. The memory of him kissing her still remains fresh in his memory. 

She was complaining about the school, when he couldn't stop himself and placed his lips on hers.

When he kissed her, she was frozen at her place for a few seconds before she pushed her back and ran away in embarrassment.

A transient smile appeared on his lips as he remembered the past memories.