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fireplace; it didn’t create a natural theme at all. And why orange? It wasn’t even orange orange , if there was such a thing, it was mustard orange. My eyes just hurt staring at it; it was like staring at the clouds when they blocked out the sun. You couldn’t see the sun but your eyes felt the glare from it.
     
    "They weren't just family rivals but also business rivals. Ever since that day, they both had worked together to help each other in each other's business. Better lead the world with a friend," she dictated. Rather than focus on her story, I was focusing on how she said ‘each other’ too much in the sentence. Mother, did you even study English?
     
    My mother looked a bit wary as she told me all this. I couldn't help but yawn; this was boring and all I wanted to do was lock myself away and cry. But for some reason, tears just wouldn't come. Maybe I was expecting this type of betrayal from J –him. There were so many signs along the way that our relationship was just not working out. In a way, was I glad that it was finally over.
     
    I should have known this was coming. The past few months gave me enough warning.
     
    "So they had given their word. I don’t care what anyone thinks,” I scoffed. Well, that was obvious.
     
    “And I don’t care what you have to say about this but the sacred promise must be kept.”
     
    She grabbed a box off the fireplace and walked over, handing it to me. I opened it up to see a beautiful engraved ring. There was a light colored stone in the middle and it looked like the gold had wrapped itself around the ring, like a small delicate vine wrapping around the stone before forming into a ring.
     
    "Okay. Why do I need to know this?" I asked, looking up from the box. “And why do I need this?”
     
    Sure, the ring was pretty to look at, but why did I need it? She sighed in frustration and looked at father in disbelief. Maybe if she explained things properly, it would have made sense in the first place. She explained it like a story, but the plot and ending were missing.
     
    "After generations, there had finally been the birth of a female girl in that family. And now that she is of age and because of other factors, such as their company being sued by a client which may cause them bankruptcy, she needs to marry their heir to honor our side of the deal. Their heir and our heir. They have a son that is of age to get married and now they need the great-great-" she waved a hand, signifying it was many ‘greats’ – “daughter from our side so the deal made can be done.”
     
    I shrugged. "Why are you telling me this?"
     
    "Because, Ivory, that man was, in fact, your father's great grandfather," she said. "And according to the promise, you are the first girl born in this house in over 5 generations."
     

     
     
    Present Time
     
                 "Why didn't we do this before?" asked Rose as we walked into  ‘ Betty’, which was   a small cafe we found during our time in the university.
     
    "I didn't know. Both our schedules were pretty full.”
     
    "And it's not now?" asked Rose. Even though she acted like she enjoyed spending time with me knitting, I saw a glint in her eyes I hadn't in a long time. It made me feel nearly normal back here.
     
    "Well, now that he’s back officially, I’m sure he can meet with people and go to meetings. I won’t have to on his behalf.” But then seeing him hang out with a group of old ladies didn’t seem likely.
     
    I sat down in a corner booth, taking off my hat and seeing Rose’s skeptical gaze. “It’s so no one rattles to the witch,” I explained, shaking my head, witch being my mother. She would surely screech if she knew I was out having fun.
     
    I should have also commented on her choice of clothes, yellow and orange, maybe a few darker shades would have made her stick out less. And this was Rosemarie. I doubt she owned any black clothes Well, she probably owned a little black dress, because it was the