The Wicked

A month passed in the blink of eyes. Camellia was sitting in the garden looking at the colourful flowers that were served in front of her. The calmness made her sleepy. It was only ten in the morning, she was already bored staying alone in this big mansion. The chirping from the birds made her lift her chin and try to find them.

She sighed, even the blue sky couldn't help cover from her boredom. The phone by her side was also silent, no message, no call. So she picked it up and looked at the screen wallpaper, it made her smile. The picture of her and Alexander two weeks ago when they went on a three day vacation. They went to the resort in the other city because of Michael. He gave Alexander a big scolded saying that he asked him to work for the company not to slave him and left Camellia alone most of the time so he demanded him to take Monday off and they went started from Friday evening.