My Lover, His Father

unfamiliar voice said. The thought of my dad being shot out there terrorized me as I made steps towards the kitchen entrance door but I got grabbed back instantly by my mum. She tossed me in Ann

cold." Nana said, handing me a black blanket. "Thank you," I barely whispered, taking the blanket from her. The cold wind hit my skin, making me look at the window. The wind was blowing the curtain through the window. "The window is broken. But the blanket will prevent you from catching a cold," Nana said. I nodded, dropping my gaze. "Oh, dear," she said, sitting next to me. She placed her hand on my shoulder. "My parents are dead, nana." I sobbed. My heart broke continuously. She moved me closer, and I placed my head on her shoulder. "I am sorry, sweetie." She said, caressing my hair softly. I let out sob after sob as I thought of my parents. My dad. He got shot twice. My mum had to go after him and got burnt in the house. I can't believe all this is happening to me. "Who were those heartless people, nana? What did we do to them?" I sobbed. "I am as confused as you are, child. I don't know who they are. You know, wealthy people have enemies." She said, making me withdraw my head from her shoulder and look at her. She is looking at me with worry. "What do you mean? Does dad have enemies?" She shrugged. "That's the only explanation for this, child." She said, moving the strand of my hair behind my ear. "But, dad is a sweet person. He...he is a good man. We are good people. Why would someone want to hurt us?" "Child," she called, placing her hand on mine. "No matter how good a person is, people can still hate him. Didn't it occur to you that there would be jealous people out there, who are envious of how wealthy and sophisticated your family are?" "That's unfair. My parents worked so hard to get to where they are now. Why would anyone kill them because of their achievements? I don't understand." my heart clenched as I spoke. "I don't get it, Nana. This is inhumane. My parents are dead. My parents are dead, Nana!" I cried. "Shh, sweetie," she cooed, placing my head on her shoulders and she hugged me. "How could someone with a heart do this to us? Why, nana? Why? This is so unfair," I sobbed bitterly as I held Nana's hand. Flashes of my dad's smiling face filled my head. My mum's smiles too. We were supposed to serve him dessert in the living room. We were going to have a chat. Tonight was supposed to go like every other night. Why did this happen? Why? "You need to get some sleep, sweetie. Here, lay down." Nana said, moving me a bit. I lay at my side, sniffling as she covered me with the blanket. She leaned closer and placed a kiss on my temples. S