The Billionaire's Daughter

On our last day, I received a package at my hotel room. It was not signed and I was half expecting it to be from Rob as a parting gift perhaps. For a second, I thought of the previous gifts I received at my school locker, they have the same gift wrapper as the one I received. It may just be a coincidence or could it be the same sender?

I opened the gift and screamed at the contents. It was a picture of me with note written in red ink “I will get you SLUT!!!” taped inside the box. The worst part is the crawling worms and cockroaches all over it. I immediately closed the box and threw it outside the room.

Rob must have heard me from across the hall. He opened his door and saw me pale faced and in shock. He looked at the box and back at me. That was when everything sunk in and I started to cry.

He hastily approached as if he was scared of what was happening to me. He kept on looking at the box and at me. He kicked the box away without asking me what was inside that made me act so scared.

When he reached me, he just hugged me and said sorry. He kept on saying sorry. I told him what happened. That I have been receiving gifts like that back at home but this time it was awful.

“It was like the person was suddenly mad at me or something. What could I have done to deserve that? I never did anything wrong to anyone. Not that I know of. Who could have done this?”

“Shhhh. . . I’m sorry Saphira. You don’t deserve any of this. You are a good person inside and out. Stop crying. We’ll sort this out, I promise.”

“I thought I could still have fun tonight before we leave tomorrow but now, I don’t think I could.”

“The more reason we have to go. So you can forget about this thing. It would be a waste of time to just sit here and cry. We’ll have fun. Don’t we always?”

“But. . . is it safe for me to go out there? Maybe he’s here or whoever that is who sent that box.”

will double the guards around

you Rob for being

and I will wait

and stroked my hair. It was a very sweet gesture and I appreciated everything

this recent one. It always did have something to do with my activities for that day. It was like the person sending the gift is watching me closely

bear after discussing with Franco that I want some new stuffed animal to cuddle. One time, a chocolate bar that I have been eyeing in the vendo machine at school. The other gifts I can’t remember but the most prominent one was the picture in the

to talk to me and ask me out at school, the

knock at

why he

knocking brought me out of my

“Saphira, are you alright?”

never been scared in my whole life like I was feeling

. . but I am suddenly not feeling well. Can

open this door Saphira? So we can talk?

no. I am fine. I am feeling weak and want to rest. But don’t worry. I will be

for a few minutes and I thought Rob

are you sure? I think you’re hiding

Just go with our