Emina felt like she had seen those eyes before, the eyes that were starting to lose their light.
"…An attack happened today," Harmony slowly said, bitterness in her tone.
Emina's eyes widened in urgency. She opened her mouth to ask if nothing major had happened, but Harmony continued talking.
"Ma'am Olivia's concern is sound. I may bring you danger after this."
Emina frowned. Harmony looked back at the pond without saying anything else. She suddenly felt tired.
Hearing Olivia's words had snapped her out of the dream she was having. She needed to start planning her departure, otherwise, she would surely implicate them by staying here. It had been fun and warm, but now she should step away from it.
It is not a place she should be at this moment.
Emina felt her head ache even more as she looked at Harmony's desolate aura. She pinched the space between her brows.
"Is it severe?"
She looked back at Harmony when she heard her speak again.
"You seem to be having a headache. You've been furrowing your brows for a while," Harmony pointed out.
Even though she rarely saw Emina, Emina never had her brows furrowed. She always wore a stoic, aloof look.
When Harmony saw her with Olivia a while ago, she noticed a crack on Emina's face. And now, seeing her pinch the space between her brows, Harmony asked the question.
"Hmmm," Emina found herself answering.
She felt that this change of subject was better than dwelling on the topic from earlier.
It doesn't seem like Harmony was harmed either.
"Do you mind if I cook you something? A soup that could help with the headache," Harmony offered.
Emina thought for a bit but ultimately nodded in the end. Harmony went to the kitchen without saying more, while Emina decided to follow her and simply watch from behind.
The times she went home and saw Harmony, all she saw was someone who studied diligently, taking in everything her father would teach and writing it down as much as she could.
There was a time when Dylan brought her something Harmony wrote and a video of the play from high school. Emina could tell that she had the talent. Matched with her diligence, Harmony would surely become someone in the future.
But right now, she had many restrictions and could not spread her wings at all.
Emina watched and noticed her adding some herbs. Those herbs were not in their house in the past. They started appearing only when Harmony began staying with them.
She heard from Dylan that Harmony had also learned to use herbs in cooking, which helped a lot with health. Even the cooks would ask for Harmony's opinion when preparing meals, especially when deciding if they could add certain herbs.
"Due to time constraints, I can only cook a simple soup. I hope you like it and that it helps you," Harmony said as she served the soup.
"This is fine. Thank you," Emina replied.
She was not a big eater either.
She only ate a few spoonfuls and then was full.
Especially when she was not feeling well, she would rather sleep than eat. This time, that was also her plan, but she could not bring herself to reject Harmony's offer, especially when she looked like that. Like she was holding on for dear life because that was what she needed to do.
Harmony excused herself while Emina finished her meal before retiring to her room. After taking a shower, she could not help but stare at her face in the mirror, more specifically into her eyes.
'Ah, I guess they were the same as the eyes of that child,' she thought.
About two decades ago, that child stood in the corner of a white room, trembling in fear as she watched her father hugging her mother. Her mother was wearing a hospital gown, while her father's clothes had traces of blood on them.
Their family had just been happily playing around the nearby playground. Her mother kept calling for her, but she was enjoying herself too much and kept running around. She ended up falling and crying.
Her mother rushed to her, but she too ended up falling. It was not a high place, but her fall was so bad that she ended up bleeding a lot.
Her father and brother rushed to them, and everything felt like a whirlwind. Soon they were in the hospital and then in that room. What followed was the shaking of the doctor's head before the cries of her mother.
"M-Mom…" she tried to speak in a small voice but gasped at the scene that followed.
Emina closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to forget what she had just remembered.
'Slowly the light in that child's eyes dimmed after that,' she thought before walking to her bed.
It was best for her to sleep now. Thinking about all those things would just cause her more headaches.
…
"How was she?" Lenon asked the guards who reported to him what had happened that day.
He had just returned from the company.
"She was not hurt. And we returned without any damage. It seems they were just sending her a warning."
Lenon nodded his head before dismissing them. It was getting more dangerous now. In the beginning, they had received messages from the Morgrave Family to return her, but Tiffany and Lenon simply ignored them.
It seemed that the Morgrave Family would not let her go no matter what.
They needed to think of a way to make them stop if they truly wished to free Wynter Morgrave from her family.