2 Chapter 1: My Mother's Death

Book Title: Rebirth of the Last Empress

Chapter Title: My Mother's Death

Chapter no. 1

Author: Ahce Darato Torres (@TorresAhceDarato)

Date published: April, 2020

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

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(Crsencia's POV)

I stood at the deck of the ship, sipping wine as I watch the stars above. Those stars glitter like sparkling dust, free from the cruelty of the world and I envy them. I am but a mere human who wish to live a good life after my mother's death and take good care of my grandfather's legacy. This twenty-nine year old body has seen the world at its most glorious days and has visited the doors of hell once; when the glorious days have perished. A place I never want to see again.

I was only seven years old back then, it was twenty-fifth of December where a celebration was held back home and later ended the lives of my family members, excluding my father who was away for a business trip and I as the last witness. People are screaming, I saw the fear in my mother's eyes as she held me and silenced my brother. But I was too young to understand what was happening, so I rushed out of our hiding place and ran away.

Hiding myself in an antique decorative room which enabled me to see everything that was happening in our large living room. My grandfather was shot dead and grandmother was dying beside him. Men in black raided the room and left no one alive, but the most heartbreaking part was seeing my mother look for me. Gunshots rang as her body fell limp on the floor, and my brother, he was tortured before his head rolled to the ground.

Those men stole every precious item in the room and left when a lady ordered them in a phone call. (No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

I went out of my hiding place and stare at the dead bodies of people I once call 'my family'. But I was too shocked to cry, I hurriedly dialed the emergency hotline, directing me to the police station. The sound of ambulance echoed like a creepy siren for a seven year old kid who witnessed a massacre. I stood still and watch as men in blue and black uniforms carry my loved ones. It was painful.

But not as painful when my father went home with a new bride, and a daughter in his arms. How did he move on so fast and forget about my mom? What about the family we once lost? They should be irreplaceable, but he did not care. I was too lost in my own world that I found the strength to build a wall around me. Striving too hard to keep my place as the head of my grandfather's company and eventually dominating my father's company, leaving no rooms for stepdaughters to excel.

But fate was playing with me.

I saw my boyfriend stolen by the stepsister I treated like a little sister and that doesn't end there.

"They are getting married."

And the death of my stepmother told another side of the story.

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

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