My eyelashes wouldn't stop quivering as I placed the phone back in its spot.
They were leaving to have fun without me. And Freya is going to be sharing a room with Grayson in a Hotel.
My heart sank at the thought of it.
Grayson walked back into the room at that moment, dragging two large boxes along,
“Here. Pack them all in a suitcase. It's our concert outfit. The kids and I will be leaving soon and we'll be gone for a few days. Do that right now!” He commanded, pushing the boxes to my side,
Before I could even say anything…He had stormed out of the room again.
Then I heard him turn on the TV to one of Freya's dramas playing on it. His laughter filled the thick air around me.
I chuckled bitterly.
Once again…I was just the slave being left behind.
How on Earth did I let myself get to this stage? Why was I so blind to see it all from the start?
The night went by as quickly as it came.
I barely even slept, but just when I had just closed my eyes, Grayson's tight grip yanked me up,
“Are you that fat that you've become so lazy? Why are the outfits still in the boxes? And why are there still dirty dishes in the kitchen sink?” He was outraged,
With sleepy eyes, I struggled to my feet and hurried to the kitchen.
In the living room, Ethan was dancing to a song from Freya's drama,
Soon, he moved towards me, eyeing me from head to toe,
“You look like a mess. You must be so sad that you are not coming with us to the concert, right? If only you were a lot like Grandma Freya, maybe you would be given a chance then,” He said,
“For now, just keep washing the dishes and the other maid work. It suits you so well,” He added with a grin on his face like he had said something nice,
My son walked over just then, holding a basket of clothes,
He gave his son a loud peck on his forehead before pushing the basket to me,
“I need them to be washed soon, Mom. Ethan has loads of dirty clothes too. You need to move fast. We don't have much time left…don't ruin this for us,” He frowned,
While I was almost passing out from doing the laundry, Mason was blaring loud music on the TV and singing along to it until they finally headed out…The house fell into a deep, comfortable silence for once.
I was still busy with a basket full of laundry when Grayson appeared,
He said nothing to me, just a scowl on his face as he dropped the new pile of dirty clothes along with the ones I was already dreading doing,
“Are you trying to ruin this concert for us? Why are there still so many unwashed clothes? You haven't even tended to our shoes yet, they are still so dusty!”
“Do you even know how to keep a house clean, or are you just here to take up space and complain all day?” He shot a dirty look at me before walking out,
I did the laundry as fast as I could. Then, after I was done cleaning their shoes and making them white and shiny as I always did, I began packing everyone's bag. Except mine. Of course.
It wasn't even surprising anymore.
I spent the whole day doing everything they wanted without complaining. Because what difference would that even make when my feelings would just get ignored again.
Soon, it was the day for them to leave. As early as 5 am, I was already up to tend to whatever request they had left for me,
I even had to chase down the delivery guy for a last-minute order Mason had insisted on the night before.
But after suffering to get it, He had pushed it away, insisting that he didn't want it anymore,
Strangely, While I had been busy tucking a few groceries into their bags, Grayson came over to me and smiled,
I flinched when I felt his hand on my shoulders,
“I know you don't like traveling, and there weren't many tickets available. That's why we could only get five,” He said,
“Also, you know we need you free enough to tend to our needs before leaving. So, don't worry, there will be another concert soon, you will come with us then,”
That was the kindest I had heard his voice for a long time…but it did nothing to me.
It stirred no emotions… just tiredness.
Why did I have to wait till they were ready to carry me along? I was done doing that.
