MUMMY! IS HE MY DADDY?

f courage as she stepped outside the room. The door closed behind her, leading her to

val at the dining area. The silence was deafening, and the echo of her own heartbeat reached her ears.

re?," Roselle's

t you would never show up," Greg, Carl's father, echo

me, Ma," Hazel greeted politely, choosing a seat at the far end of the table. As she settled into her seat, the tension in the room

air. Then a loud o

ch windows, they were wide open. Still her body grew hot. Her ga

ng the fact that, you've decided to sit far away from the rest of us?" The

y, the butler, m

do that herself. If she wants to sit closer and take her meals, no one is stopping her-unless s

meal," Roselle's voice, surprisingl

everything she does, especially the meals? "Is okay, ma'am, I'm not hungry. I'll eat

some of my fish," Roselle gently ins

d be the one hurling insults and comments about the poorly cooked food. And from then until the end of din

" Hazel nodd

elle shrugged as sh

that. I see you're ten times better than the way you were when first arrived here. You're just here to feed off of

as she took a bite from her fish. "Tell me

d waiting for Roselle's harsh criticism. "Yes m

n took a glass and sipped half of it. "It'

realize when it sli

liments for a fish that is

t him a fur

oked. Hazel did justice to our me

He had been staring at her. A tiny smile played on his lips. That's no

l, what do you do to support my son? I mean you don't expect him to provide for you

ons. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her, waiting for a

.. She didn't k

er learn a trade. She was basically a sit at home wife. I would

you" he muttered as he a

holding a touch of reproach. "Let's not make t

starting up a business for yo

ace. She fought back tears, refusing to show

with tension. As th

And I don't need Hazel's help in providing for us"

she can do better than b

intedly as she drained her cup

kept staring down. She shifted her neck a little, and cleared her throat. Wishing fervent

uffocating, and she felt beads

bout to pass out," Roselle muttered, a hint of concern in

fore her eyes, and the scent of the food intensified, making her queasy. Rosell

e you playing at?" Gre

Hazel is burning up" Roselle

ed with fear and

fresh air," Roselle suggeste

ing to the throbbing pain. Just as she contemplated

y drama tonight," he muttered,

~~~

d on her bed, the headache reduced after she took a pil

to knock before entering his own room. And Greg and Ro

asked her voice

ck came

" the voice was

oor, she let the older

ve a visitor"

I barely know anyone he

ad. I didn't ask. But it's a she. And

little games." She said dismissive

u would want to meet her,

She was scared of going to meet anyone. Cause, she didn't want to meet someo

downstairs to find a plump

she identifie

g on?" Hazel asked, he