TARTAROS

Sara's P.O.V

"SARA!" Lucy shouted on me like she always does. i keep a pillow on my ear so that i could avoid her scream. but she called me again. it was her daily doing. expecting that i will do housework. but I didn't move and wanted to sleep a little more, yesterday was as tiring as hell. I lay in my bed when suddenly I heard a knock at my door.

"Sara….if you don't get up you're going to be late for work." Ryan whispered, he was trying his best not to shout, but still wanted me to realize what time it is. I opened one of my eyes as soon as I heard him say the word work, I had totally forgotten that today was Monday and I needed to go into the office. I looked over at my clock and when I saw the time, both my eyes shot open in shock. I am so dead today.

"Yes, I'm awake," I yelled back, throwing the pillow in irritation causing Ryan to cover his mouth to hide the fact that he was laughing. Ryan left, while I yawned and got up from my beauty sleep, I still find it hard to wake up early in the morning. My eyes went to my ring finger and then looked towards the calendar hanging on my bedroom wall and it hit me….

It's been two months...

I sat for a while thinking, staring at my finger and then tried shrugging it off. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, dried myself off and then went back into my bedroom. I stood in front of my wardrobe and cupboard and tried to decide what to wear, but I am not that choosy and pulled out a white one piece. I put it on and it came to my knees, which was not too short for me and it was comfortable. I started combing out my hair and styling it, when I looked at the clock and let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, I still have time for breakfast," I said out loud to myself. Last night I was stuck in the office until late doing overtime and because of which I didn't eat anything, but with how my stomach was growling it sounded like I could eat a horse. I put my high heels on, grabbed my purse and walked downstairs to the dining room. I went inside and dad was nowhere to be seen, he had left early as usual. I don't even remember the last time I saw his face, it was probably on his wedding day.

"Sara, you woke up," Ryan said, running and hugging my legs. I kneeled down and pulled him into a hug, he is four years old and my little step brother.

"Yes, I woke up. Thanks to you." I whispered, he happily nodded his head and I kissed his cheek.

"Are you going to the office today?" Ryan asked, looking at my dress and shoes.

"Yes I am and don't worry I haven't forgotten that I need to buy chocolate for you," I replied and he gave me his biggest smile. Every time I come home from work he expects me to bring back chocolate for him.