Arranged Marriage: To Hear Your Voice

Sabrina was playing the piano just like she felt. She didn't know what she's composing but it was all recorded. It felt like she already played it multiple times that her fingers and her heart remembers it. after tiring her fingers, she went to the walk-in closet in their bed room. She open the drawers looking for something that she don't know. Then she found a box. She open it and it was the first capture of her baby inside her with a letter to Gabriel.

She smile, her heart felt the warmth and the love in the letter that she wrote for Gabriel. She put it back there. Sabrina sighs and call Hailey. She answer after few rings.

"Hey, how are you?" She asked.

"I am great. I am working out and going back to work in two days."

"Great. Veronica is busy and other people. I am bored, let's go shopping. I want to shop clothes for the baby." Hailey seemed to stop on the other line, like she stop from working out.

"I am cool with it. You're going to pick me up? I'm at J's penthouse."

"Sure. I'll be there. I'll just get ready and inform my hubby. He might go crazy again if I leave the house without him knowing."

She call Gabriel and make that adorable sweet voice to talk to him about her going to the mall to buy baby stuffs. Gabriel said okay and when she's ready she came out and found three body guards ready to protect her. She smiled and call Gabriel.

"Hubby, no one will snatch me away from you."

"You do know that." He said on the other line. Sabrina flushes and chuckle.

"Okay, Gabby. Love you."

"I love you too." She hang up and went to choose clothes.

She accidentally pushes the small statue and something opened. She curiously walk inside and find gowns and tuxedos and in every corner are glasses. Then at the very middle was a wedding gown and a white tuxedo partner to it. Her eyes widens as she strode closer to the gown. She reach the glass. She can't believe what she's seeing. The gown has real gems on it. Then she check the other one in red… memories flashes seeing herself in front of the whole mirror as she look at that flaming red gown partner with his tuxedo.

The face of a man flashes on her mind and she nearly collapsed. Her head hurts a lot. She found the sofa and lean there. What happened? Opening her eyes again, her mind was swirling as she look at the flaming red gown. Then she saw fire and the face of her mother.

"No…" She murmur and relaxed herself. She closed her eyes and fall asleep on the sofa for few minutes until her phone rang. Like nothing happened she woke up and answer it.

"Brina, are you okay?" He asked. "I called the maid to check on you." Gabriel probably remote the cameras inside.

"I'm fine, Gabby." The maid came up and help her back to bed.

"Cancel your appointment with Hailey."

"Hmm." Gabriel hang up to probably call Hailey. What just happened? She thought to herself. Was it her memories?

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Allison sneak out from her own study room and went to the secret basement where she hide all of her drawing materials. All of her toys and other drawing and coloring materials has been burnt by her father. Since her mother left them, her father became more aggressive on teaching her everything that she has to know. So she could enter into the military as a doctor like he was back then.

But she have her own timeline because it helped her with her own disorders. She read about her symptoms and she found out that she have this Asperger's Syndrome. Her father found her reading the books about Asperger's Syndrome and took her to the psychiatrist and told him about her intellect. It was above average. She has multiple talents and she's great at catching up on lots of things but she lack social and she's sensitive with sounds, lights, and doesn't like to be touched. She never liked to be touched.

Her father would spank her if she makes a mistake. He's a perfectionist while he want her to memorize a book per day. She memorize it successfully and had a hard time sleeping most of the time. She was too organized on her things and she has her own dress code.

Then when it's time for painting, she would sneak out in the middle of the night and start painting whatever is on her mind. Mostly—it was all dark and violent. That's what she had in mind. It was messy and organized at the same time.

"What are all these?!" Philip caught her while making art. He was mesmerized for a while but then he knows that it wasn't good for her so he lighten the chimney at the nearest. She scream at him.

"No!"

"This is not going to make you a real doctor in a short time!" He shouted at her. He grab her small arm. "This is not going to make you popular." He said with grit.

"I don't want to be popular!" She shouted back at him but it didn't stop him from taking everything and lighting it in the chimney. She watch as he burn it all. She wanted to cry. She wanted to cry and break things but she just couldn't. She can't cry. She just watch him do it standing there in the very middle as he take everything and burn them.

That time she was blank as he said one last time.

"It wasn't that beautiful. You will see the real beauty when you go out there in the battle field helping those broken soldiers." He told her and put his hand on her head.

Then, she see how broken those soldiers could be. They look pitiful but she never felt pity or even a slightest empathy toward them because how she was designed, was to be a doctor in the middle of war. There's no beauty in it. But then this man beside her now, says, "Don't destroy beautiful things."

It isn't beautiful. She said. Her father told her so. He twist her body and make her face him. He scoop her cheeks and smile at her kindly. Why is he kind? Was it because she saved him and he's pretending that it is beautiful? The only reason she's drawing and painting is to get off all the imaginations she has in mind. Its to make it flow in a canvas and in a single scenario that's full of stories to tell.

"Alli, tell me. Why are you burning it?"

"Because it isn't beautiful." She answered him. He was surprised at her answer. He hold her hand and bring her to one of the most fascinating painting. It was a dark forest and she uses luminous paints as a Goddess there was hiding at the back of the three.

"What do you see?"

"My painting." She answered. "The woman was hiding at the back of the three to tease someone in the dark."

"Good. This single painting is your story. A story of your own creation. It is beautiful. The beauty can't only be seen physical but what's inside of it. And on this painting—it's not only beautiful but the story inside is a fascinating story that would inspire whoever understand and knows it."

"Then why would he burn it and tell me that it isn't beautiful?" She asked him. He smiled.

"It only means that he was lying for you not to continue this talent of yours." She still didn't get it though he answered her. He took the fire extinguisher by the corner and kill the fire. Then he took her to the kitchen and washes her hand removing all of the paint stain.

He dry her hand and pull her to the dining table as he pull a chair for her and let her seat.

"Eat first, okay? Then we can paint."

After their breakfast, Mark wash the dishes and clean the table then he follow her to the basement with a blanket and an air bed. He wants to lay there and watch her paint. It was a great sight to see. She was too focused while painting a very erotic scenario.

"Babe, after you are done with it—can you join me here for baby making?" He asked. She stop and turn to him. He grin at her. He wasn't wearing any top but only boxer that would mold his manhood. She put it all away and clean up. Then she remove her clothes and crawl to him.

"You look sexy there, my pixie." He kiss her lips as he caress her whole body, wanting that perfect sculpture. He kisses her inch by inch and make her his woman and his only Queen.