'His'

The next day, I woke up at around  5 am. It was really early and there were atleast 3 hours left for school. Therefore, I decided to get some food in my system before sitting down to study. 

But as I got up to go to the gym, a maid suddenly entered my room.

"Oh, Ms. Amara, you're awake." she exclaimed.

"I sure am. " I replied.

"I apologise for the disturbance, but Mr. Ayutthaya has called you to his office."

"Okay, I'll be there." I replied and went to his office immediately. I knocked on the door and entered.

"Father, you called for me." I said.

"Yes, Pakorn has died." he simply stated.

"Oh" 

"Yes, and you are to attend the event with Kavin today, so no school today."

"Okay" I said.

"I didn't expect it, but you haven't rebeled against your engagement with Kavin."

"I figured it would be futile considering you were the one who initiated the wedding."

"You are smart, I'll give you that." he said.

"And you are a motherfucker, but lets not get there shall we?" I said and saw his face pale. I couldn't stand him anymore so I simply walked out. I heard him curse out but who really gives a fuck?

I didn't call him a motherfucker out of spite and he knew that. I had seen him have sex with Thyme's mother a while back. He hadn't known that I saw him then, but he definitely knows now.

Then, I went back to my room as I had no appetite all of sudden. Who would after the scene of their father fucking another woman, and better yet, their friends mother come in front of their eyes.

I hadn't told anyone, even Thyme. A one-night stand didn't make us siblings, so it was better without him knowing.

I spent an hour surfing through social media, nothing extraordinary. The news of Pokorn's death was everywhere. Suddenly, an incoming call from Kavin came so I picked it up.

(Bold is Amara and normal is Kavin)

Hey Kavin.

Hey Amara.

So...what's my fiancee doing?

Talking to my fiancee.

Oh.

Mhmm.

So...why'd you call?

My father just told me about Pakorn passing away...our first couple outing huh?

Yeah...so when are you picking me up?

I'll come over at yours by 11.

Okay.

Okay. See you at 11.

Yeah...bye.

Bye Amie.

And I disconnected the call.

Almost 4 hours were left till he came so I had plenty of time on my hands to kill. Therefore, I decided to study for my SAT's, which weren't really far now. I was getting married, but that wouldn't deter me from pursuing further education. I picked up my book and started studying.

I don't know how long I had been studying for, but it must've been a long time as Aunt Dao had told me that my styling team were here.

While getting my hair done, I was thinking of how sick of a world  we live in, where we have to get styled for a funeral. We owe atleast this much to the dead to remember them on their service and not make the day about ourselves.