1 Beginning
City M
A pair of small children of different genders can be seen running around a chair in a park.
Laughter rang out from both of them, as one of them called out names and then chased each other again.
"Come Tata, come after me!" exclaimed someone who called someone else by this title 'Tata'.
The older sister, with a long golden hair was visible behind the person who had called out to him.
"Wait! Watch out if you get caught!"
"Blee..."
Miss Gretta…
"Don't run you little brat!"
"Blee..."
Miss Gretta …
"Wait!"
"Come on, follow me."
"Hey Grey!"
Miss Gretta …
"Don't separate us!"
Miss Gretta …
Deg!
Eyelids with irises like the vast ocean opened, as the last scream sounded in her dream.
Yes..., that's right. Earlier this person who was called 'Tata' was dreaming, precisely dreaming of something that had been repeated for almost ten years since her separation from her twin brother.
The eyelids blinked again, making her curly eyelashes move as the owner seemed to wake herself from dreamland.
"Miss Gretta!"
Her face immediately turned when her ears heard a call on her behalf from someone who had accompanied her since childhood.
Not mother, she even forgot the last time her mother woke her from a dream like this.
Her beautiful eyes squint to refract light on the retina of her eyes and sharpen her vision after she wakes up. She found a nanny, her nanny who had accompanied her for almost eighteen years of her life on earth.
"Nanny, is it morning already?" she asked the lady, who had been called the nanny by the name of Miss Gretta.
"It's time for Miss to wake up, doesn't Miss have morning class?" replied the nanny softly, her hand quickly parted the curtain so that the sun really came in.
Miss Gretta, this lady just mumbled and yawned with her arms spread wide.
"Yeah, Gretta woke up Nanny."
After that, she woke up from her sleep and sat back, while collecting her soul that was scattered somewhere.
"What do you want for breakfast today Miss?" asked the nanny and Gretta, who was sitting between sleepiness, only answered briefly.
"Whatever Nanny," Gretta replied, yawning once more then climbing out of her luxurious bed.
Stumbling around, Gretta finally arrived at the door of the damp room with her signature citrus scent.
Creak!
Slam!
After the lady left in front of her, the nanny—Anna could only shake her head at the behavior of the master's son who was like her own child. She rushed to tidy up her lady's bed, then rolled up the sheets so she would later replace them with new ones.
A moments later…
Inside the mirror was the reflection of a beautiful virgin, her sea-blue eyes twinkling as her mascara finished and spread evenly on her curly hair.
Gretta Fernanda, eighteen years of age, is a business and economics student.
She also polished her lips with lip tint as sweet as cherry and the last one was a hair clip from her father which she had never changed since she was a child. She pinned it with straight slanted hair, then sprayed her favorite citrus perfume.
"Done," she whispered as cleaned up the things she had used earlier.
Her white arms grabbed the bag with one binder on it for her to hug. She walked with graceful steps typical of royalty, obviously because this was her grandmother's very strict teachings on her.
As the sole heir of Grinson Corp with branches all over the world. Gretta is required to be a perfect young lady by not showing her weakness in the eyes of the public.
Her feet clad in seven-inch heels descended the stairs without the owner looking down. She had memorized it and her steps would not stumble even if she closed her eyes.
Arriving in the dining room, she immediately sat in chair and ate her breakfast quietly, without bothering to greet anyone like a family having breakfast together.
Why, because in fact, even though it was still eight o'clock, the big mansion was deserted and only a dozen servants were ready to serve her.
"The old lady and Grandma have already gone to the office, Miss," said nanny Anna, as she prepared a pair of passion fruit jam sandwiches for her young lady.
"Hum, okay," said Gretta, not at all disappointed, as usual.
Gretta nodded as Anna served her a glass of milk and bread. Her hands deftly gripped the fork and knife, cutting them gently with a straight back and taking small bites without moving her face.
Every now and then her eyes looked at the expensive watch on her arm, making sure that her class time was right and she wasn't late for class.
Yes…, even though she was late when she entered the class later, she was sure that no one would scold her and would instead let her in without asking much.
Chewing slowly, Gretta also looked around with a gloomy eye. Imagining her lonely life, without any joy like when she was a child.
"I really want to meet them," Gretta thought with a feeling of longing that suddenly surged, so that she wouldn't realize she was daydreaming if Anna didn't scold her.
"Miss Gretta!"
"Ah! I've finished breakfast, Nanny can fix it," Gretta said with a startled cry at the beginning. She quickly stood up from seat, then slung back her bag and hugged the binder. "Is the car ready, Nanny?" she continued, looking at the nodding nanny.
"Yes, Miss. Randie holds the key," Anna explained.
"Okay, I'm leaving. See you later, Nanny," Gretta replied then left the dining room and walked towards the terrace of her family's luxurious mansion.
Arriving at the front porch, she could see Randie—a driver for Anna's child who was five years older than Gretta was standing at the side of the car.
"Good morning, Young Lady. The car is ready, please lock it," Randie said politely as he handed the key to the lady.
"Morning Randie," Gretta said, accepting the outstretched key without thanking her, then entered the car after being opened by an understanding Randie.
Slam!
Vrumm!
This brand-new luxury car drove at a speed above average.
Gretta was used to driving a car even when she was fifteen. No one dared to give her a ticket, even though she didn't have a driver's license at the time. Oh sure, once again the influence of family is what makes him have the world in her grasp.
Her face has not been recognized by the general public because her identity is still hidden from the public. However, not if they heard her last name, then that's when the admiring squeals of her name would be heard.
In fact, deep in heart she was fed up with this kind of life. Trust it…
In the car, the sea-colored eye is glancing at the road outside with a small smile. Sometimes she envies people's lives, they seem happy with simplicity while she…
"If only they were still here with me. I'm sure my life will be happy, right my brother, my father?"
Gretta shook her head to get rid of her sad thoughts, then put on an expressionless face when she saw the expensive university area where she was studying.
"All right, ready for the day, Gretta."
