I remember when Lucas knew he didn't have much time left. He wanted one last family trip to Disneyland. Just to make my son happy, I had begged Alexander, even going so far as to kneel before him. In the end, I clung to his pants, promising that this would be the last time I would ever bother him. I was willing to set him free.
At that moment, he looked down at me, slightly stunned. His eyes filled with both joy and complexity. "You mean that?"
"Yes," I murmured, closing my eyes as tears streamed down. God knew how much I loathed him since then. If only I could undo what I did in the past, our families would never have arranged a marriage between us.
Years ago, I found him in the streets near my ballet class. Little did I know, he was being chased by his kidnappers. Since then, the Edwards family owed us because I saved the life of their heir. My family, the Collins family, and the Edwards family became friends. We always had shared dinners and celebrations. We even merged our subsidiary companies. It came to the point where we always saw each other.
Yet it seemed like Alexander didn't clearly remember the day he was kidnapped because he was just a kid and probably traumatized. Until now, he believed that Cassandra was his savior. I was hurt because no matter how hard I tried to tell him that was not the case, he would never believe me.
"Stop it. Cassy saved me! You're so damn annoying," I can still remember his words to this day.
I loved him, even though we were teenagers back then. That was why I tried to gain even a little bit of his attention, but even before, his eyes were always set on Cassandra. From being his savior, he had grown to like my sister too. And that was probably why, when our parents set us up in a marriage, he was so angry.
"This is bullshit! They won't give us our inheritance? The company is supposed to be mine!" He was so angry that he pushed everything off his desk.
His eyes drifted to me. "And you, you didn't even bother to say no!"
"You know I didn't have a say in this either, right?" I tried to defend myself.
But since then, he hated me even more. I thought he would like me somehow because we were always together, but that was just wishful thinking.