She Is A Writer Now?

'Anna!'

'Hey, Anna!'

'Hey, little pie.'

'Annabelle!'

'We were waiting for you, Anna.'

'How did you do in the exam? Did you do it well?'

'Anna, look! This one looks so good on both of us. Shall I buy one for you too?'

'We are here, little pie, always here for you.'

'Best of luck!'

Some fragments and voices of the past were roaming through Anna's head since she had closed her eyes. These kinds of dreams, she didn't have for a long time. After quitting her singing career, she gradually stopped seeing those nightmares.

Her past always taunted her like that, maybe because her sin was too big to just ignore. So, it will keep playing through her mind as long as she is alive.

When she opened her eyes from the nightmare, all she could see was the dark bedroom ceiling. Some unknown emptiness worked through her as she stared blankly at the ceiling.

She was happy yesterday, seeing the uproar of her fans. After a long time, she felt loved, loved by others. She thought maybe she could go to the stage where she had been hoping to reach since her childhood. A stage where she could throw all her hesitations and express herself accurately.

Come to think of it, how are her school friends doing? She lost connections with them a long time ago. She hopes they are doing well. After all, she was the reason for all discomfort and worries for them. Without her, they should be living perfectly by now, right? Maybe sometimes they remember her and curse her for her selfishness. Or maybe they already forgot all about her. Her existence doesn't hold any importance to them by now for sure.

Miles to go before you sleep. It was something she heard from her father for the first time a long time ago. She liked these kinds of quotes which gave people hope to move forward. She herself wanted to cross those miles with pride, but whenever she took some big steps, she just would just fail to go forward. If she goes one inch forward in one second, in another second, she would backward two inches. Her life was stuck in this backward and forward line.

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Click* Clack* Click* Clack*

There was an unpleasant clicking sound coming from outside the hallway of Mr. Kavin's mansion. This was the kind of sound that he hates the most. The front door of the mansion is always kept open as many press conferences and launch meetings are held in the hall. So, people who got an appointment with him will always come to him crossing that vast hall.

It was sure that someone came to visit him. He was sitting on the sofa of his wide and majestic living room while enjoying his afternoon tea. He didn't move, he knew whoever entered the hall was going to search for him here too. He doesn't want to make any effort for someone who produces such unpleasant sounds. Moreover, he clearly remembers that he has no appointment with anyone today. So, whoever was coming was also someone who didn't bother to make an appointment with him.

There was a light knock outside the entrance of the living room where the clicking sound stopped.

"Who?"

"It's me, Megan, Mr. Kavin." He heard a familiar woman's voice. She sounded as if she was expecting to be here.

Mr. Kavin pinched the bridge of his nose after recognizing that unwelcome guest.

Megan is well-known as a troublemaker of the whole music industry. She is talented though her temper and behavior needed a proper restrain as she has very poor skills in maintaining her public image. No matter how brilliant you are, you are gonna soon fall apart if you don't maintain your image and dignity in front of the world. Some people still liked her because of her amazing voice. But in terms of morals, she had none on her side. Though, she had the power of her father to suppress her anti-fans. But without her father's support, she is nothing.

Mr. Kavin met Megan at a gala of the new year two years ago. He thought she was different from her rumors. He never believed in rumors in his whole life as he knew very well how unrealistic these rumors are from the real facts. But only hearing her voice and later making a judgment of how the person was only by that was not a very wise idea. After meeting her, slowly, he came to know that Megan was more of a vixen than a lotus if anybody told him to compare her with this kind of tagline. Though at first, he offered her to be on the cover page of his well-known fashion magazine, but not after too long of that he regretted proposing to her. Fortunately, it somehow didn't affect his magazine's popularity ratio but somehow managed to leave a bad impression of this singer on his company.

After that, he avoided having any connections with this woman. But today suddenly she showed up from nowhere which was kinda unexpected to him. Though his secretary told him that she came the day before yesterday too, he didn't give it any thought as he was very much busy with other things. Anyways, even if she begs, he is not going to take her in his magazine ever.

"I am not keeping any singing columns this month." Mr. Kavin replied in a plain voice without looking at the lady who was charging towards him making that ugly sound.

Megan stomped towards the old man in a haughty manner which made her look more annoying.

"Oh, Mr. Kavin… you think I came for this? I never had so much free time to beg for the magazine cover. They don't suit me."

Mr. Kavin didn't say anything. He was stunned by her audacity but carefully kept his cool.

"So, what are you here for, Miss Megan? If it's not something worth mentioning, then I would like you to leave and save each other's precious time."

Megan squinted her eyes in annoyance as she was not satisfied with what the old man said.

"I want to know something. You better answer me correctly."

"I am not obliged to answer those but, sure, I will if it is not something illicit or immoral." He answered calmly though he didn't like that ordering tone of her.

Megan gritted, digging her sharp nails into her arms. This old man is forcefully making his life hard for her. Did he forget that she was the only daughter of Inc. Industries? If anyone points one finger towards her, her father is going to make them pay for it properly.

"Here a book launch was held two days ago, right?" Megan continued.

"So, what?" without answering, Mr. Kavin threw another question to her.

"Annabelle D'Costa. Did she have something to do with this?"

As soon as she spelled that name, Mr. Kavin's indifference was no longer there which also wasn't missed by her eyes.

"So, she does have, huh?" She sneered as if she found her prey. So, she was right, she did see her two days ago. After all, she can't play this cat dog game for too long. Leaving her in a mess, she is now thinking about assembling her life? Never in her wildest dream would she allow her to do that. She is gonna drag her overall to that point where she left her and tie her with her shameful past.

"I don't know someone with this name." Soon Mr. Kavin regained his composure. But that split second of expression was enough for Megan to guess.

"Oh, you foggy old man! You know nothing about this Annabelle and you are already protecting her? So, is she a writer now, huh? Hypocrite. Such a hypocrite fool she is. Does she think she could run away from her past like this? In no way I am going to allow that! Leaving me in this mess looks like she is living quite happily."

Mr. Kavin was disgusted by her words. It was true, he didn't know Annabelle personally and has no idea how she is related to this kind of person. But he saw various people in his whole career and knew very well who is pretentious as well as who is true. His guts were telling him to keep this mad woman away from Annabelle. Besides, Anna wanted to hide her identity from others until she decided to reveal herself. At least, according to his company's policy, he would do everything to protect her privacy.

"I expected you to have some self-dignity, Miss Megan. Well, how can I expect that from you since you were never a civilized person? So then, I would like you to leave my house now. And also, I wish that you would never show your annoying face here. Please get out of my house," he finished pointing his hand towards the gateway in a gesture of telling her to leave.

Megan was fuming with rage. After all, she was never treated like this before. As she was still standing there astonished, Mr. Kavin called his security to escort her out by force. He whispered to one of his bodyguards to make sure that she can never enter inside his property.

Megan was feeling more than humiliated. She is definitely gonna report this to her dad. No matter how big his company is, nothing could suppress her dad's power.

"Wait and see you old fog, I am gonna make you pay for sure!"

Mr. Kavin scoffed at hearing her words; he is not afraid of some industrials at all. What concerns him the most is Annabelle's privacy. Megan is just not going to stop there. If she finds out about Annabelle's whereabouts, it will not result in something good. He was the one who gave a perfect hint of her whereabouts, so unless he fixes all this for her, he is not going to be at ease.