The Heir Who Returned

I slowly opened my eyes, and I was in an unfamiliar room. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain hit my head. "Ahhhhh," I cried softly. I tried remembering what happened, but the more I tried, the more the pain worsened. Knock knock. There was a knock on the door. I panicked, but a little girl entered. "Uh, you're awake," she said, looking at me. I just stared at her with shock. "Mum, he's awake!" she shouted. Then a boy and a woman rushed into the room. "Thank goodness you're awake," she said with a sigh of relief. "Ma'am, please, how did I get here, and where am I?" I asked, still holding my head from the pain. "Don't you remember? You ran towards me and asked for help before you passed out." "I—I can't remember," I stammered. The woman studied me for a moment, her eyes soft but searching, as though she were trying to piece together a puzzle from my face alone. "It's alright," she said gently, lowering herself onto the edge of the bed. "You've had quite a fall. Give it time,

"How could you let the little boy go?" he roared. "Can't you handle one simple job? Chase and clean." Mr. Enzo — my father's enemy — shouted, his voice bouncing off the walls of the cramped office. "Sir, I didn't know, please spare me," the man said, struggling against the grip of the two guards flanking him. "You are just so useless." Mr. Enzo slammed his palm against the desk, sending a stack of papers sliding to the floor. "If you don't find him, I won't spare you" He said, breathing hard, forcing his voice back under control. It was worse, somehow, when he was calm. "Get out of my sight." "Yes, boss," the man said, as he hurriedly left, not daring to look back. Mr. Enzo turned to the row of armed men standing silently by the door, their heads bowing down slightly so they wouldn't meet the gaze of Enzo. "He's just a little boy. There's no way he'll run that far." He said walking back and forth the entire room. "Find that boy within two days or consider yourself dead." "Yes sir

"Ms. Whitfield, I'm sorry, please forgive me," Mrs Sarah said, crying on her knees."I gave you one last chance and you used it. You are fired, and don't come back here," Ms. Whitfield said angrily."Ms. Whitfield, for the sake of my children, I haven't paid my rent," Mrs Sarah begged."I'm sorry, but I can't keep you," Ms. Whitfield said, as she went back to her office.Mrs Sarah walked home slowly, her heart heavy. She had lost her job, and now she did not know how she would pay for anything, not even Caleb's hospital bills which she begged the doctor she would pay in installment. But she pushed the pain down. Her children needed her to be strong.When she got home, she went straight to check on Caleb, who was resting in bed, his rib wrapped in bandages. She sat beside him for a while, brushing his hair back gently, before going to the kitchen to think about what to do next.She had barely sat down when she heard a car stop outside. She looked through the window, and her chest felt

Mrs Sarah packed her children's clothes and her own clothes into one bag, since she knew today was the day she had to leave the rest behind."Mum, where are we going?" Lily asked curiously."We are going to my hometown," she said, trying to hide the hurt in her voice.Caleb stood behind the door, quietly watching the situation his mum was facing. Ethan stood close to him."Ethan," Mrs Sarah called."Yes ma," Ethan answered as he approached her."Ethan dear, don't you still remember anything?" she asked, trying not to sound harsh. "Your family's name, your town or city where you lived, anything?""Mrs Sarah, I'm sorry, but I can't remember anything," he said, avoiding her eyes.I won't be safe if I go there now, Ethan thought to himself. Aunty Vanessa will know her plan failed and she will try other means to kill me. I have to stay here with them till I'm of age.Just as Mrs Sarah zipped up the last bag, a car pulled up outside. She looked through the window and her heart sank. It was

Five years laterMrs Sophia was in her room, sobbing. In her hands was Ethan's picture. She just stared at it and cried, her eyes red and swollen."Why are you still crying? Your son has died and his body has decayed," Vicky said, walking in.Mrs Sophia did not raise her head. She wanted to be alone."Grandma is coming today. I just wanted to inform you," she said mockingly.Grandma had always favoured Vanessa ever since she found out Ethan was dead. The arrival of Grandma was like a nightmare, Mrs Sophia thought.Later that evening, Grandma Titan walked into the mansion, carrying her bags."Is anyone home?" she asked."Grandma!" Mrs Vanessa and her son Gideon ran to welcome her. She pulled them close and held them tight."Oh, my little baby boy," she said, kissing Gideon's forehead. "The only heir to this family."Mrs Sophia heard the noise from her room. Her heart lifted a little, and she quickly wiped her face and hurried downstairs to greet Grandma too. But Grandma only turned her