Question(flashback)

I was puzzled by what he said and left. l entered the car and the chauffeur started the trip. On the way home, l couldn't stop thinking about this whole day and all what l learned. Who was the man who left me at the orphanage? what was written on the other half of the paper? why did mad Gold on never mention that" Erythrite". Apparently it's a gem stone and it seems precious who could have left something so precious to me? why didn't she sell It? because l know that she would never have given me. and what were those initials"ELH" , what do they mean? so many questions yet no answer. So Sydney married a mafia, meaning she must be very rich now plus the amount of money she took when abandoning me. She's such a bitch! I haven't felt angry like that for the past years. She'll regret what she did to me and dread the day she ever met me. Sydney Mc Green I'm out for you.

The chauffeur packed 2 yards to the hide out.

Chauffeir: we've arrived.

Ella: ...( just went out.)

chauffeur: Well good bye man!

Ella: (ignored)

l entered the hide out and changed into my pyjamas. When l climbed the bed, l remembered the boss asking me if l9ve been experiencing strange things and why only for the past 4 years?And when l asked what strange things he said l should drop it. Thinking about that , l have never had a bruise or a wound even when mss Gold on beat me and l don't have some memories from when l entered the orphanage at 2 months old to when l was 5 years old. But l guess it's normal at that age. Let me just rest. l have to get up early tomorrow and too many questions aren't good for my brain after not caring for 5 years.

I woke up this morning energetically for the first time but that doesn't mean l smiled. l took a shower and did my personal hygiene, wore a black trouser, a black crop top and black leather jacket with a black beanie and l tied my hair into a low bun. l then went to get a bottle of soda from the little fridge l had. As I opened the glass bottle of soda and was about to drink, l was audrey filled with rage and guess why , because of Sydney ; obviously. Today was the day l was finally going to start training and finally be able to end her. l was so angry that l held the bottle tight and out of nowhere, it got broken. l was astonished!!. No bear hand is able to break a glass bottle! My thoughts were cut short when l started bleeding because l got a cut, so deep that a piece of glass was stuck in it, but it wasn't paining. So many surprising things were happening but at that time, l didn't focus on them because of my dripping blood. l hate the sight of blood and it's the first time I've seen mine and l hate it even more. l rushed to the bath to clean my wound and to my greatest surprise l had stopped bleeding. The piece of glass which was in the cut fell down and when l washed my hand, and removed the coagulated blood, l had no wound.