Third person POV
"Came on,it was an accident" Amanda heathers said.No sooner had she altered those words had a strong slap fall upon her face.
"Accident! Accident! That accident almost lead to the lose of a life." Adden heathers, Amanda's older brother and head of the heathers family, shouted with his deep voice. Without giving her a moment to process the slap, he continued, "Did you even think it through before sending that post."he sighed. With a low but audible tone he looked at Amanda and continued ,"I can't deal with you right know, get out of my sight." Then in a loud voice, he shouted,"KNOW! Out! out!"
Amanda looked at his brother, tear droplets started forming in her eyes but before anyone could notice,she looked away,stood up, and rushed out of Adden's office.
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In Amanda Heathers' room,
Amanda's POV
How could this have happened,my brother, my only family actually slapped me ,and Infront of all the servants at that. All I did was show the world the truth.
That woman was never our mother, she deserved it. The world had to know that Hilda Heathers was not pure. She was filthy. She has was evil. She was everything but pure, in fact she was a murderer. Had my birth mother killed, seduced my father then poisoned him. Compered to all that, what I did was trivial.
If posting the true story of my life and how she ruined it via the news papers was a crime, then for the love of god just lock me up and throw away the key.
Still, the fact that he took her side instead of mine hurt more than the slap I got from him. It's not like she died.
The pillow I was holding felt wet. I reached out to touch my face. Tears. I was crying.
Suddenly a knock could be heard from my door. "Came in!" I shouted as I quickly wiped my face to remove all signs that I was crying.
"Lady Amanda, you have a letter from the lord of the house." Sara, a young maid with amber eyes said to me as she extended her arms and showed me the letter.
Sara was my personal maid , the same age as me but more mature. She worked of the our family since we were five years old. She was by my side through my highs and lows.To me, she was my only friend in this house. She looked at me then averted her eye. It was typical behaviour for a servant of the Heathers family. After all,all servants had to follow strict rules and Sara was no exaction.
" Give me the letter." I said as I reached out my hand to accept the it. She obediently complied and handed me the letter.
"....."
"W-What, Is this?" I muttered as my grip on the letter titend.
"My lady is everything alright?" Sara asked a hint of worry in her voice.
"I'm being kicked out" I managed to say.