[Present]

Lea flinched when her eyes hit the calendar; it was now only a week left until the day she dreads comes again. Her birthday. Nothing seemed different with Lea’s life; or rather everything stayed lifeless, just as she was. She was rich… rich beyond belief but she was also alone. Her parents -under no circumstances- leave any occasion dedicated to their only daughter because of work, and the only person she had opened her heart to, eventually disappeared. Lea blamed herself for everything; she accused herself to be the main problem -the curse- the main cause of his death and never got over it. It felt like torture to her, the ghost of him lingers within her and no one would ever think of her even getting rid of it.

“Here’s your breakfast ma’am” the maid murmured as her ragged hands placed the plate onto the striped placemat on the long glass table, she then bowed to Lea and walked backwards as a sign of respect.

“Thanks” Lea said coldly and sent the maid away. Once again, she was eating on her own. But it was almost growing on her, from the time she spent unaccompanied. Lea was used to it.