Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 54 - 52- Arc 2

Closing her eyes, she sighed. "It's so messed up."

The door creaked open, revealing a pair of eyes.

"What's so messed up sweetheart?" Ariana asked.

Gently opening the door, she entered the room and closed the door gently behind her.

"Sigh!" Zosia sighed. Looking at Ariana's curious eyes, she wondered if she should break such a woman's heart.

The truth is always a bitter pill.

Staring at Ariana, her eyes never leaving hers, she sighed again. She knew she had to tell her. She could feel the urgency. The need to speed things up. Once this month ends, she would end up becoming an organization plaything and Ariana completely abandoned or even being thrown to a psychiatric hospital. Worse, Kael may send her along with Mirabel. The more she thought about possible things to happen, she felt a chill up her spine.

Shifting over to the side to give space for the curious Ariana to sit down, she patted her sides.

"Aish, you have been sighing like an old woman. What worries you?"

"It's your marriage, mom. Infact it's everything. It's our survival!" At the end, she shook her head like she could see the end happening already.

Was she so tense that she wasn't calm anymore. She had the right to be, because, Kael had just messaged them and he was given the ultimatum to bring his daughter instead.

"What do you mean, Mirabel?" Ariana's tone got serious. She stared straight at Mirabel, watching every change of her face, even her fluttering eyelashes.

"You married a bastard, mom."

"No... No.. I won't take that from you Mirabel. No curse words." She warned.

"Haha... You wouldn't be saying that if you have heard what he has done. I think you would be in more despair than I am."

Zosia thought she had a whole month to plan but everything had been shifted to two weeks.

Why? She just couldn't understand.

'Was Lysel blackening?' she thought. Like the one in novels, where they say the villain is blackening and can do anything at that moment and walking back to the light was almost practically impossible.

Can you withstand the pain they went through? The pain they are still going through and will always go through.

They received no help when they needed it and were always surrounded by receivers and having an irrevocable mentality about the world. They were always psych or twisted.

'If Lysel is not blackening, is it the organization that wants.... Wait, could they have found Lysel?' upon having this thought, she immediately turned to grasp her phone.

"Ouch!" Ariana winced. Zosia had mistakenly hit her when she turned. She suddenly remembered that Ariana was here.

"Cough!"

"No need to cough. You were so lost in thought. Tell me Mirabel, what is going on?" She asked. Her face serious and the look in her eyes will tell you, she isn't someone to be messed with.

Zosia took a deep breath, her eyes locked on Ariana's. "Mom you have been and always have been a substitute to Kael." Her tone filled with mockery at the situation. She smiled wryly and continued, "For a total of 16 years."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said, mom. The main one has been in a coma for a total of five years, which was when Dad found out that his white moonlight was in a coma."

Ariana gasped, she found it unbelievably. "Do you have evidence?" She asked, clutching her chest. The rate at which her heart was beating had surpassed the normal rate. It was as if it wanted to jump out of her ribcage.

"Mmm." Zosia answered , opening her phone, she showed her the file that she had asked Chip to send to her phone.

Clicking on the file which not only contained her medical records but as well as her pictures and different hospitals that she had been to or carried to by Kael.

With shaky hands, Ariana took her daughter's phone. Her eyes trembled as she read through everything.

She felt her world collapsing. "What is this?" She asked in denial.

"My sister!!!" Tears rolled down from her eyes. She couldn't understand. She just couldn't believe it. Her well controlled world, the illusions she had been living in shattered. Everything which she had overlooked or taken as nothing came rushing into her mind.

Trembling, she scrolled through the medical records, she looked at each picture in detail. Recognizing her sister's birth mark which was on her shoulder.

In the picture, she was smiling, wearing a sleeveless top. Her white teeth shone in the lightening. Her eyes bright that they seem to hold stars.

"Why? Why?!" She questioned no one in particular her voice filled with pain.

Zosia watched Ariana, she could feel the emotions that filled the air. She suddenly felt a wetness rolling down from her eyes. 'I am crying?' she asked herself inwardly in disbelief.

Emotions were a bad thing. Suddenly Ariana wished she was emotionless. Maybe if she didn't feel in love, she wouldn't feel used. She wouldn't be heartbroken, not into two but into pieces.

She wouldn't feel her world shattering. Maybe it wouldn't even shatter in the first place.

Clutching the phone, she slid down from the bed onto the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably as she wept. Zosia knelt down beside her, wrapping her arms around her, holding her close as she sobbed. The pain and betrayal were palpable, and Zosia felt her own tears falling, mingling with Ariana's.

"Why, Kael, why?" Ariana whispered, her voice barely audible. "How could you do this to me? To us?"

Like the question wasn't enough, she screamed. "Ahhhhhh!!!!" She felt so suffocated inside, she wanted to let it out. She was tired. All the men that loved her or so she believed, why did they always have to break her heart. Why did they always need to leave her broken In pieces. Was she that unlovable? Even her own parents didn't love her. Her mother's favorite was Trisha and her love for her was very evident. As for her Dad, his favorite had always been Keira.

She had wondered why Keira disappeared, but now she knows. "My life.... Why is it so broken? Why can't I ever receive love?" She screamed at the ending.

Zosia held her tight, feeling the anger and hatred towards Kael growing inside her. She knew she had to protect her mom, to shield her from the truth that was tearing her apart, But could she? If she did that and Ariana ends up finding out too late, who would help Mirabel when she was gone.

Opening her mouth, she tried to mouth words of encouragement but none escaped her lips. Biting her lips, she allowed her own tears to flow freely.

'Was I always this emotional?' she was also feeling overwhelmed.

As they held each other, the tears flowing freely, Zosia knew that their world would never be the same. The lies, the deceit, the betrayal - it was all too much to bear. But she vowed to stand strong, to fight for her— Mirabel and her mom and for her task. She could only do as much till she goes. She hopes she could accomplish much.

The darkness closing in around them, Zosia could feel the urgency. Time was ticking. She was not sure with the amount of time left, if she could even do much, but one thing she was sure of, she would strengthen this body. Her eyes blazed with determination and ruthlessness. But for now, they just held each other, lost in their grief, their tears a testament to the shattered dreams and broken hearts.

Ariana's body shook with each sob, her mind reeling with the revelation. She felt like she had been living a lie, that everything she thought she knew was a fabrication. The pain was suffocating, crushing her beneath its weight.

Zosia held her, rocking her back and forth, trying to comfort her. But she knew it was futile. The pain was too deep, too raw. All she could do was be there for her mom, to support her through this nightmare.

As they sat on the floor, surrounded by the shattered remnants of their lives, Zosia knew that they had to keep moving. They couldn't always live in grief. She needed to be stronger. At this point, she felt the need for more power. But for now, they just held each other, lost in their grief, their tears a reminder of the pain they had endured. She hoped that this would forge her, even as it had broken her, forge her into a better person, a better woman and a better weapon.

The minutes ticked by, each one a reminder of the time they had lost. The time they had wasted living a lie. The time Zosia had wasted crying instead of planning. But Zosia knew she wasn't a robot. Her emotions were there and despite knowing that they couldn't dwell on the past, she knew if it wasn't released, it would become another time bomb. She didn't want such but nevertheless, she knew that they had to focus on the future, on finding a way to heal, to move on and to plan and utilize the remaining time well.

Ariana's eyes were red and puffy, her face streaked with tears.

She turned to her daughter.

"How did you find out?" She asked, her voice nasal.

"The doctor in charge of my own case was the one doing rounds, so he was with the file. The file has her picture. I thought it was you, since you looked so alike." Zosia said, lowering her head.

"Indeed we look so alike. So alike that I am her substitute. Why can't I have my own life? Everything she wanted to do and when she reincided on them, I had to do it."

"Mom, then if she is your sister, why are you treated differently?" Her question seemed to have poked a hornet of tears, more tears spilled forth from her eyes.

"I wish I knew. Maybe I wasn't as smart as I thought."

"Uh... Uh" Zosia shook her head. "Mom, no negativity."

"Ha!.....Negativity. You wouldn't understand."

"I will mom."

Ariana sniffled, her eyes wet with tears that seemed to want to go another round. "Thanks sweetheart. Thanks for being with me. Without you, I would have probably gone mad or parachuted straight into depression."

Zosia nodded her head. Patting Ariana's back to calm her down.

"Mom, then your relationship with her?" Zosia asked the question that had always been on her mind.

"We were triplets. Three sisters. I have always been the odd one out of them.

My family is a military household, so it's either you were good at fighting, that is martial arts or you could make a good socialite."

"I was neither of them. I was always awkward in crowded areas and tend to cave inward. Regardless of how many etiquette teachers, history teachers that my mom hired, I seemed to have a block head. Nothing could enter.

My mom was always frustrated when she heard the reports from the tutors. At a point she hated the sight of me. I remember she always said a sentence."

Ariana turned to look at Mirabel. Staring at her daughter, who unlike her that was an eyesore to her parents, Mirabel was her strength.

"She always said, I was the reason she couldn't have a son. I wonder how that works. We are triplets, yet I am the only one who made her unable to have a son."

"If she was in a good mood, she would call me useless. As I grew, she no longer addressed me by my given name. It was always this or that.

I hated living in that house, so I escaped. The security on me was loose. I didn't even have any. My sisters had body guards, they had people watching them 24/7. My parents didn't even care if I died or got kidnapped. To them it would be way better."

"I had even got kidnapped once, they wanted to use me to make my dad give in for something they had done and didn't want him to dig further. They called him and guess what he said.

He said he didn't care and didn't even count me as one of his daughters. If not they wouldn't have easily capture me and whatever they wanted to use me tod, they can go ahead. Even..... As a sex toy." Ariana 's lips trembled as she mouthed those words out.

"Trisha was good at being a socialite. To me she was always dumb but in front of others, she was a star.

My other sister, Kiera, to whom... I am unfortunately a substitute for. Was good in martial arts. Name the different fighting style you want and she would give it to you. She had won so many competitions.

As for me, I was just a nerd. After I realized that if I want to get by, I must stay away from the limelight, any competition I went to, I always had a mask worn. Most of the time, I would even dye my hair a different color or do make up. I just had to look different from my usual self. All my awards were with our Dean who understood my situation and took me as his daughter. He was the one who funded my escape. Unfortunately, he died. I couldn't even be there for him."

"I could only attend his burial. I didn't even know he was sick. His children also accepted me for who I was. They were my only friends, even though we don't speak often again, but they were there for me when I needed someone to cry on and be my big brother or sister. They have all gotten married, so I stopped contacting them like before and learned to leave on my own." Ariana smiled.

Zosia looked at Ariana's smile which was worse than crying and sighed. Ariana started crying again. Her sobs and Zosia's rhythmic tapping against her back was the only thing that echoed in the room.

Zosia's own eyes were wet. She couldn't cry, she needed to be strong, she could cry later. Maybe when Ariana gets stronger, she could be the pillar for Mirabel to cry. After she was gone.