Paulina was taken aback by Merryâs words, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
Merryâs words had sent her mind spiraling back to when Merry was just a newborn, so fragile and tiny, cradled her arms.
Leila was the one who would cry and act coquettishly, and thus, she would be fed first.
But Merry seemed to have been born optimistic, full of life and activity, gazing earnestly at her mother whenever she was hungry.
, after preparing the formula, Paulina would instinctively tend to Leila first to quiet her cries.
As the girls grew, they began to sleep in separate rooms at the age of five.
Both daughters were initially fearful, and although Paulina and Cain, had agreed to accompany one of them, Cain was often held up with work and didnât make it home.
Reluctantly, Paulina left Merry to sleep alone that night as Leila pleaded for her.
Concerned for Merry, Paulina checked on her in the middle of the night and found her wide awake, quietly staring at the door.
Startled, Paulina asked her why she wasnât asleep.
âMom, Iâll be really good from now on, will you stay with me?â Merry pleaded, melting Paulinaâs heart.
But as time went on, whenever Leila cried or fussed, Paulina found herself attending to her, gradually losing the ability to read Merryâs emotions.
Merry had grown up, her personality now prickly, her stubbornness and aloofness making Paulina tough to understand.
Sighing at the thought, Paulina reached out to stroke Merryâs hair, unaware that her touch made Merry flinch and her eyes betray a hint of panic.
As Paulina was about to speak, Leila entered, carrying a glass of water that swayed precariously in her grip. Merry tensed at the sight.
Leila beamed, âMom, that schoolâs really doing wonders. Merry used to hate memorizing all those classic texts, and look at her now, all diligent.â
Paulina blinked in surprise.
Leila continued, âKeep it up, Merry. In a few months, we might both get into the same college.â
It dawned on Paulina then, and in just a week, she had seen the return of Merryâs former sweet and sensible demeanor.
It seemed that the strict discipline of the militaryâstyle school was indeed effective.
âJust hang in there, sweetheart, itâs only for six months,â Paulina encouraged, setting down a glass of milk, âNow, back to your studies.â
Merry fixated on the glass in Leilaâs hand, feeling the suffocation creeping back in as if her throat was being constricted. Taking deep breaths, she turned back to her book and began to read Shakespeareâs âHamlet.â as Leila left the room with a sly smile.
When Cordelia and the others arrived, Paulina was busy preparing dinner.
Her face tensed at their arrival, Merry had just started being good again, and she worried that interacting with these three might set her back, especiallyâ¦
Her gaze fell on Yatesâ fiery red hair.
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was tricky one.
Still, was not someone offend lightly she on smile âAre you here to see Merry? Sheâs upstairs studying.â
Checking the clock, Paulina added, âYou know what, why donât you all stay for dinner?
quick meal wouldnât distract Merry too much.
Cordelia declined, âNo we just need talk to Little Parrot for a moment and then weâll leave.â
Reluctantly, Paulina allowed them upstairs.
Arriving at Merryâs room, they overheard her reciting.
Cordelia and Yates exchanged puzzled looks.
âDid we get the wrong room?â Cordelia wondered, contemplating if theyâd mistakenly entered Leilaâs.
Yates shook his head, âNo, Iâve been here before. Itâs definitely Merryâs room.â
As he reached to knock, the door, not properly closed, swung open.
Inside, they saw a new side of Merry, free from bold makeup, her delicate features on display. Startled by their presence, she trembled slightly.
Recognizing them, she widened her eyes, her lips parting as if to speak, but she seemed lost for words.
Cordelia felt an inexplicable twinge of pity and softly called out, âLittle Parrot.â
Merry murmured a response and quickly dropped her gaze, âLia, Iâve got to study. No time. You should go.â
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The strict guidelines of her school echoed in her mind, any failure to memorize the assigned texts would result in punishment.
Despair and pain that no one understood clouded her thoughts, and she saw no light.
After urging them to leave, she turned back to her text, her voice tinged with desperation.
She scrambled for her book, her voice trembling as she continued.
Cordelia found the transformation odd. When had Little Parrot become such a hard worker?
Before she could inquire, Leila entered. âMerryâs got a lot of homework, so she canât talk with you. You should leave.â
Holding her water glass, she watched as Merry instinctively nodded in agreement, her breath catching, âYes. I study hard.â
With no choice left, Cordelia and her friends descended the stairs.
They had come to ensure Merryâs safety, and at a glance, the Jordan family seemed happy, especially Paulina, who was very affectionate with Merry. It appeared there were no issues.
Yet, once outside, Cordelia couldnât shake the feeling that something was off with Little Parrot today.
Yates mused, âThat school sure is effective. Just one week and sheâs turned this driven. I wonder what their secret is.â
Everardâs eyes darkened at the thought and they left in silence, each with their own thoughts on matter.
Upon Everardâs return to Midnight Scent, he discovered that Skyler had already returned the painting and was back, diligently preparing dinner for him.
After washing his hands, Everard took a seat at the dining table. He pondered for a moment before slowly starting the conversation, âLook into Elite Future Academy out in the suburbs.â
Skyler paused for a second pouting, âBoss, Iâve barely just got back, and youâre already handing out
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assignments.
I get even one day to unwind?â
Everard was unfazed by the theatrics and didnât give an inch.
Undeterred Skyler continued, âBoss, you can be pretty intimidating, you know. Iâm actually scared. Donât look at me with your scowl. Alright, Iâm on it. Canât I even grab a bite to eat? Youâre ruthless, boss.â
In the end, Skyler grabbed a slice of pizza, munching on the go as he scurried out the door.