Chapter 12. Robby

Ayana’s POV

The sun is kissing the sky, bidding goodbye to the light of day, and ushering in the darkness of night. Another day is gone. Another miserable day is behind me. Unfortunately, I still have no idea when bright days will come my way. The day I break free from this cursed cage. And I am both so longing and desperate to.

I spent the whole day banging my head about what my family would be interested in speaking to me about after so many years of treating me like a bad omen. The black sheep. The only stain in their stainless name. Like a bloody stain on shiny gold. But all I managed was to hurt my head because nothing came to mind. Nothing at all. I could not make out even just a slight clue of why they would want me to know anything about their dying company.

And since I knew they were not worth ruining the little peace I have in this cage, I dropped the issue and carried on with my day like I always do—with my paintings and my precious daughter. This