Secret

"Where?" Alisha asked in shock as she heard Mary's suggestion.

Unable to understand what she meant, they had to leave from here.

Where would they go?

Moreover, her college and the other kids' schools, or this home, is the only thing they have.

If they went to another place, how would things be restarted? That's quite a question.

"I don't know anything, Alisha, but what I feel is that we need to leave. We can't be here, or else he will harm others and then will marry you. No way I want you or the other orphanage kids to suffer, so it's better we escape," Mary explained, all panicked.

"But we don't have money, we don't have a place, we don't even know where we will go!" Alisha questioned.

"We can go anywhere, but it's better than this place. It will be fine. About money, I can sell this house," Mary answered as she sat down, her stress showing all over her face.

Alisha sat beside her, wiping her tears, holding Mary's hand. "Mother, what about everyone's education? Your work, how will we survive? This will be tougher than facing Alice."

Mary looked at Alisha with sad expressions, seeing how even though she was in trouble, she was still thinking about others.

Because first and foremost, Alisha is the main target for Alice, so he won't leave her at all.

Other than anybody else, Alisha is in a huge mess with Alice, and here she is thinking about these things when it's life that's at stake.

Marriage is already a big thing, and without love, that too with someone like Alice, who is literally forcing and injuring Alisha, even thinking about it is going to be a nuisance.

"Believe me, Alisha, this doesn't matter. We can do education or make money at another place, but if something happens to you, I would never be able to forgive myself," Mary held tight onto Alisha's hand, trying to assure her that this is the best they could do.

Alisha's face turned pale, knowing Mary was right.

Still, she was scared that no matter what, Alice would find her. He just looks like the person who would do it without any troubles.

And as easy as it seems that they can adjust to some other place, it would be so hard.

Selling this house is something she never can imagine. This house holds so many memories.

Mary sighed deeply, feeling the weight of their situation pressing down on her shoulders. "I know, Alisha. It's a lot to take in, but we have to be strong. We'll figure it out together."

Alisha nodded, her eyes reflecting a mix of fear and determination. "Okay, Mother. We'll do it. We'll leave this place and start anew."

"That's my girl. Don't worry. I'll start finding a buyer for this house, and then we'll deal with other things. Selling it will make things way easier, and we'll have some good money to survive in the beginning," Mary smiled as she put her plan forward.

"I'm sorry, Mother Mary. I'm the reason for everything. I'm really sorry," Alisha apologised.

She regretted going to the café. If only she had been at college, at least this situation wouldn't have arisen.

Now, because of her, everyone would have to survive, and it looked so bad and selfish. Nobody could even understand.

"It's not your fault. If a devil wants to possess all the good things too, it doesn't mean we blame it on the good things. You're my good daughter. It's fine. We can make memories at another place. People make memories, not the space," Mary hugged Alisha as she patted her head, completing her words.

"But if I had done what you told me, to stay in college or maybe not even go there, then things wouldn't be like this," Alisha said, tightening her hold on Mary as she snuggled her head into her arms, feeling sad and tears filling her eyes again.

"That might be wrong, but it's not the reason for everything, and you are not a prisoner. I just told you to stay in one place for your safety. But that doesn't mean if you go anywhere, anyone can get a chance to hurt you. You're not wrong in this, Alisha," Mary reassured her.

"I'm still very sorry," Alisha said, breaking the hug as she sadly apologized.

Mary gently wiped away Alisha's tears, holding her close. "I know it's hard, my dear. But we're in this together, and we'll find a way out. You're not alone, Alisha."

Feeling Mary's comforting embrace, Alisha sighed, a mix of sadness and relief washing over her. "Thank you, Mother Mary. I don't know what I'd do without you."

With a tender smile, Mary whispered, "You'll never have to find out, my love. We'll face whatever comes our way, side by side.”

"Thanks for always being there for me, Mother. I just hope we'll be out of this situation as soon as possible because I really don't want to face Alice. He's so scary, and he always harms me," Alisha poured her emotions out .

Mary smiled a little. "You will be, don't worry. But you didn't tell me what happened in those three days when you were with him. Did he harm you?"

Alisha got startled by the sudden question, unsure of how to answer.

Alice had told her it's better if she didn't tell anyone what happened, and other than

Alice's words, she couldn't bring herself to say anything.

Telling Mary that she was in a coma for three days would only stress her out.

Alisha hesitated, torn between wanting to confide in Mary and protecting her from unnecessary worry. Taking a deep breath, she decided to tread carefully.

"It's... it's been difficult, Mother," Alisha began, her voice shaking.

Mary's expression softened with understanding, though concern still lingered in her eyes. "You can tell me everything when you're ready, dear. Is that alright?"

“Sure, I'll tell you everything as soon as I feel ready,” Alisha replied, her words filled with a mix of apprehension and determination.

She knows she can trust Mary, but she doesn't want to stress her out, so it's better not to say anything when they already have a lot to deal with.

"I trust you, Alisha. Don't be too hard on yourself. You know, you can share anything with me. It'll always be our little secret, just between us," Mary reassured her, her voice gentle and comforting.