Aaliyah Pov

I could not help but steal glances at the two cheaters who beheld me. They were sitting hand in hand, both displaying their public affection here.

It was not their fault in the first place; I chose to accept the invitation to have a family meeting. Since when did I become a member of their family?

My father, Mikel, cleared his throat and began his speech. "To begin with, I would not have called this meeting unless it was urgent." He revealed, and everyone fell silent.

What was he trying to accomplish this time around?

He turned his gaze towards Harry. "I would appreciate it if you could excuse our little conversations.

Harry glared at Eve, then bent down and pecked her before departing.

Ish. Scumbag.

"This meeting is being held in large part because of you, Aaliyah." I looked up at my father in confusion after hearing what he said.

"Why? Why am I the topic of the table? What happened again? I let bygones be bygones.” I responded, and he hissed.

"That is not a problem for me right now. You are getting married to Clark in place of your sister. He declared, and my ears went deafeningly silent.

"What!"

"Yes, you are getting married to Clark in place of your sister. Don't make me repeat myself again." His eyes were hard as rock when he talked.

"I would marry Clark Lincoln in place of my sister! Why? Doesn't she have eyes and legs? I wasn't chosen so why should I be the one to replace her position?" I questioned irritatedly.

Everyone knew who Clark was. Clark Lincoln, he was one of the most powerful bachelors in the country at a time and he was held high for his integrity and honesty but then everything changed. He's in a coma now, at the verge of death. It was said that the doctor's all over the country had said it would only be luck if he woke up one day. Which means he might even die in that state! Then why didn't they make Eve get married to Austin?

Yes, they were being selfish again and inconsiderate. Like Harry had said earlier, I was like the cursed one in the family and they could easily get rid of me in the blink of an eye.

Apart from being a coma patient and a powerful bachelor in the country he was also Harry's eldest brother. They were both brothers. He is my ex boyfriend's brother.

How was I supposed to do that?

"Nah!" I disagreed instantly. "Why are you this inconsiderate? Why don't you consider my feelings for once?" I questioned. Pain written all over my face.

"Because you aren't to be considered." Eve replied with a devilish grin.

"You have always cherished Eve since she came into the house but what about me? I was being treated like trash! Like nobody and you think you can finally get rid of me with a stupid marriage?”

“Father, I disagree. I totally disagree with his arrangements. Why must she be the one you favor the most? Aren't I your daughter too? Why do you hate me so much? Is it because you and my mom divorced? Aren't I your child?" I bombarded him with questions, all I wanted was a sincere answer now but he didn't say a word. Not even a single word to clear my broken heart.

That was it.

"I would rather die, than to marry someone who's near to death. Since you know what is good for your ' second' daughter" I emphasized then stood up to leave but the next word he said broke my heart into pieces.

"Then I would rather not waste my money on the sick, when the daughter is being arrogant and growing wings." He threatened.

Yes he threatened! That has always been his way of making me do things since my mother got admitted into the hospital.

He would threaten me and say he would never lay his hands or money on my mother's treatment if I didn't do his request.

"What type of a father are you!" I yelled, my hands pointed at his direction.

With his shocked face I knew it took him off guard.

"I am asking! What kind of a father are you? A nonchalant father, who cares nothing about his first daughter. "You are a terrible father." I nailed it and rushed out of the house in tears. I collided with Harry, but I simply pushed him out of the way. He was fast enough to pin me to the wall.

"What's your problem!" I spat out angrily and he sneered.

"My problem is you! Liya, you are driving me crazy. I miss every scent of your body." He whispered and bent his lips about to kiss me. I irritatedly and spat in his eyes. He released my hand in groin and I slapped him hard.

"Ouch." He groaned in pain and held his cheek in pain.

"You're a disgusting, despicable person. You are a bastard. You irritate me. Let it be the first and the last time you would ever try this rubbish with me. You leech." I spat to his face and rushed to get a cab.

Fools.

My life was about to change. I could have defiled my father but then he had something to use against me. It was my weakness. The love of my life and my everything. It was my mother. I could trade my happiness just to be with her and maybe this was it.

Getting married to someone who could probably die in no time. If I was to get married to him, I will never get that freedom again but what was I supposed to do? He had said it all. I don't want my mother to die. I really want to see her rise again and be fine. I want to see her smile beautifully at me with n o pain in her eyes.

For the sake of that person. That one person she loved dearly. Was this much to ask from a father? Was it? Why was he heartless?

My life is in a total mess but it will be more messy by the time I get married.