"Byeeee."She sings from the kitchen as the door closes behind me.

WILLIAM'S POV

I AM AWARE that if she looks up from whatever she is doing she'd see me standing here watching her like fucking a creep, but i couldnt care less.. it felt like a privilege ,like a gift to be able to behold such beauty,her skin was a rich deep brown, glistening it was glistening in the soft early morning sun as she starred off into space.

And for some reason i wanted to know what it is that made her brows knit together like that, every now and again she would chew the head of her pencil, tap it against her small nose before furiously scribbling,i wanted to know what she was writing.

But most of all i wanted to know why her eyes were like that...dull and distant far away from here,when she used the back of her sweater to wipe at her eyes i felt a pinch in my chest i realized..she was crying, she sniffled blinking back the tears she was sad.

I felt guilty standing here watching her without her knowing,it felt wrong me standing there.

But every thing in my body ached seeing her like this i wanted to know what happened?who hurt her? why she looks so damn broken? why was she crying?.

Her lips trembled,she sucked them in trying not to fall completely apart.

She lifted her legs hugging them to herself.

I should leave, this is all shades wrong me watching her like this.

I wanted to turn around and quietly slip away before she sees me,when she looks up from her book her eyes landing on mine her full lips parted into a gasp as she jerked back holding her hand over her chest.

She just caught me watching her.

I don't know what to do in this moment, I'm standing there awkwardly doing nothing,she watches me, tears in her eyes, shoulders slumped.

After a moment she tears her eyes away from mine looking down at the book in her hands.

I can still see her lips trembling and i had the urge to do something i needed to say something anything to make her feel better to make the tears stop,even if it was for a while.

I clear my throat "Hey,you good?" Which was a stupid question seeing that she was crying a minute ago

My accent thicker because apparently im nervous to say words to her even though we were staring into each others souls two seconds ago.

"Look i know it was totally wrong of me to invade your privacy,but i saw you crying and i wanted to make sure you were ok...Are you ok?"

She lifts her head from her lap but doesn't respond immediately she just stares straight ahead her face void of emotion.

 After a while she nods gathering her things,her smile doesn't reach her eyes when she says"Yeah, I'm great" her voice small and cracky,her steps small as she disappears inside the house.

And she is gone, I'm left standing there my hands tucked into the pockets of my shorts unable to move because what just happened, this isn't how i expected my morning to go.

I feel bad that that she feels like this and the fact that i i couldn't do anything to help her makes me feel even worse.

Seeing our new neighbors daughter trying not to fall completely apart on the balcony was the last thing i hoped to see this morning and it's not even 7 am yet.

I have so much questions,it was all i could think about throughout my walk.

It was late morning by the time i got back almost noon the house was empty,mom had gone to the market with some staff.

Today was the Bi- annual meeting with all head of departments and my dad who will be sat at the very head of the table in his dark neatly pressed suit his back will be pressed to the back of his chair as he watched me talk for an hour not more his face would be void of emotion and he'd wait until I'm done then he'd clear his throat for the upteenth time, grab his walking stick (which was always resting by his side since we all thought he'd sprained his ankle two years ago but it was actually a severed tendon,giving him a permanent limp which added a ridiculous amount of dramatic flare to the whole CEO Boss thing ) He'd Come to the front where i was standing further elaborating the points i had just made adding some of his own if he feels like, he'd round it up with a few words of encouragements for everyone then it'd be over.

That was it that's how it went, always.

It was fine, it was good but it was always the same twice a year, every year.

It was tiring almost painful doing the same thing over.

I itched to do something about it, i yearned for a change, i wanted it more than anything, i had ideas,goals plans i have mapped out.

I know i messed up one time, but that was years ago i was a naive teenager who let ego get it the way of better judgement

But its all useless,he can't bring himself to trust me any more even if he wanted to not after what i did, i wouldnt even trust me i should be grateful he still lets me be apart of it.

On my walk i realized that springing up my "brilliant idea" to my father might not be the brightest idea or the most pleasant surprise so as soon as i got back, i showered got dressed and i touched up the brief i had prepared and made it more expected with subtle changes and improvements to the ideas that have already been implemented or approved by my father and the rest of the board, my dad is probably already at the office.

 The meeting is in less than an hour thirty minutes, so i add the finishing touches and head out, on my way down i see my mom and some of the staff carrying bags of foodstuffs in 

"What is all this" i ask coming down from the steps to give her a hug.

"Its for tonights dinner,i thought i told you i was going to the market to get a couple extra things we needed" she said 

"Yeah you did but this isnt just some couple extra things" i say putting air quotes around the couple extra things " It looks like we are hosting the whole estate" i say adjustng my tie. 

She hands over the bag of what she was holding to one of the kitchen staff taking the tie from me "Stop exaggerating william,i just want them to have enough" she shrugs adjusting my collar a silly smile on her face.

My mind shift back to the girl crying on the balcony.

" Is Dad gonna be there?" i look away trying to sound as casual as possible 

"Of course he is baby why, whats wrong" she tilts my face to meet her eyes "What's wrong?" She asks her voice now laced with concern.

I clear my throat forcing a smile"No,its nothing" 

She watches me for a bit before going back to fixing my tie, i know she has sensed the tension between me and dad since the incident.

"Every thing will be fine my baby boy,you got this ok, you guys will work your issues out, he is just a hurt, he doesnt hate you" She says nudging my arm with hers 

"You will do great today" she says leaning up to kiss my cheek, giving me one of those her reassuring smiles that always make my throat tight.

I clear my throat again as she heads towards the kitchen 

"Dinner is by Eight so dont be late" She warns pointing an obnoxiously long carrot in my direction 

"I wont, i promise Scouts honor" i say jokingly raising my hand in mock surrender before finishing it off with a stiff salute she bursts out laughing as i jog towards the front door, i need to hurry or I'd really be late 

" Byeeee." She sings from the kitchen as the door closes behind me.