Chapter 1 (from grace to grass)
In a luxurious bedroom with the walls adorned with expensive artworks and sleek furnishings. I stood in front of my king-sized bed, staring at the travel bag in front of me. I couldn't believe I was being forced to leave all this luxury to go back to the gutters. Metropolis, the richest city in the world, was the city I resided in. It housed more than five hundred of the richest men in the world.
Why me?
"Lily! Hurry up and pack. We don't want to miss our flight." My aunt said, her voice distant. She was probably in the guest room, two rooms away from mine.
"I get it, Aunt. I'm almost done packing my way back to poverty." I said, shoving all my clothes all at once into my bag. I couldn't take the fact that my entire world was collapsing right before my eyes and I could do nothing about it.
A few minutes later, while I was still aggressively putting my clothes into the travel bag, my aunt walked in. Seeing how aggressively I was packing, she came closer, wrapping me in a warm hug. "Sweetheart don't be like that. You and I both know that this is all for the best..."
How is moving from grace to grass for the best!?
"I'm so sorry you had to go through all this cause of me." She said, tears dropping slowly down her cheeks.
Go through what exactly? This has been the best experience of my entire life .
"If I had known Henry was such an asshole, a good for nothing whore, I wouldn't have gotten married to him in the first place." Cleaning her tears, she looked up at me." I promise to make things right."
How?
"Pack up. I don't want Henry to meet us here when he gets back from work." She left my room.
Holy shit! This is messed up.
By the way I'm Lily, Lily Johnson. I know y'all must be wondering, 'what the hell was that.'
Well to cut the long story short, the lady who just walked out of my room is my aunty, Abigail Johnson. The nicest aunt in the world. It's too bad she has a f**king bitch for a niece. I lost my mom when I was twelve. Ever since then, it has just been my aunt and I. To years after my mom's death, my aunt got married to Henry. He's as rich as f**k. After my aunt's marriage we had to move out from the slump we called home to paradise itself. My aunt was the happiest lady on earth until I fell in love with Henry and things went on between us. Now my Aunt thinks Henry is a pedophile and that he took advantage of me. She divorced him and sued him for abuse but he wasn't sentenced or Fined because I was already 18. I also refused to admit the fact that Henry took advantage of me in court, which was not true. I seduced the guy for goodness Sake's! It would have been heartless of me to accuse him of such. I was inlove not a demon. But Fortunately For me, my aunt still thinks I'm pretty much very innocent in all this. Good for me then.
