April woke early as the sun started to rise and shine through her thin curtains, she stretched her long limbs on the single bed. Today she would uncover more secrets and continue her journey of revenge and redemption. She had a spring in her step and a cheerful smile on her face as she got up and went to shower, once washed and dried she looked in the mirror.

She was wearing her robe but it hung on her like a hanger, she studied herself more. She had to do something about her complexion and limp hair, she used to get praised for her looks as a child but once her stepmother had taken over the family, she no longer looked after herself or worried about her appearance. This was again another fault of her own she had let her stepmother take advantage of her kindness for too long.

She had hidden her beauty and figure in old baggy clothing to please others. As the clothes were Lucy’s they were of course baggy, they had different shapes and wore a different size, she had once had a full figure but was now on the thin side as her food had been basically leftovers for so long.

She tied her long black hair up in a high ponytail giving her a youthful look and wore her stepsister’s clothes, she couldn’t wear her mother’s clothes and hadn’t bought any for herself just yet as she could not change automatically and as it would alert Lucy and Rachel.

She went to the kitchen and saw Tom, he was cooking some porridge.

“Morning Tom.”

“Morning miss, I thought we could eat together.” Tom smiled, he looked younger when he smiled. He had hoped April would eat with him again. He knew she was too thin for her age and it had worried him.

“Sounds great, I have some organic honey I bought from a farmer’s market let’s add some to sweeten it up.” April went to the pantry to get the honey, her small figure reached up to the shelf using her tiptoes.

“You always had a sweet tooth miss.” Tom helped her, he was a tall sturdy man so he had no bother reaching.

“Tom please call me April.”

Tom deliberated for a while, his eyebrows slightly scrunched together then he sighed as he had given in.

“Only when we are alone.”

“Okay, that will do for now. But when you come to live with me it will be April from then on okay?”

“If that’s what you prefer then I will.” Tom grinned and he served up two bowls of the porridge and watched as she added some honey in both bowls. He had no family of his own as he had lived in foster care when he was young and then he had been in the military for year’s but had gotten hurt and had to medically retire. He stumbled upon Aprils mother Kathleen when he went to her art gallery and she gave him a job then he moved in as a butler, from then on he looked at Martin, Kathleen and April as his family.

After breakfast April made some pancakes, eggs, bacon and sausage for the other three who were still sleeping, she left it in the oven to keep it all warm and turned to Tom.

“Will you serve breakfast? I would like to be out before everyone wakes up.”

“Yes, no problem. But… your father stayed in his study last night and has already left for work.”

“Okay, I’ll leave the rest to you then.” She ran out the door and Toms face grimaced in worry as he watched her, she was growing up and he could aid her only a little. Determined to help her, he had to stay here for now. After all, Kathleen’s paintings were all that she had left.

April thought about what Tom had just said, confusion written all over her face. That had been news to April, she didn’t know that her father had not stayed with Rachel last night. Was this a new development or had this happened in her past life and she wasn’t aware, she wasn’t sure. She went to her room and grabbed her bag and rushed out through the back gate.

As she walked through the community to the security gate she noticed a silver Audi A6 drive past her and into her gates. She knew exactly who it was, this car was owned in her past life by her ex-fiancé James Stewart. Who on the day she died was due to marry her stepsister Lucy, she could not contain her searing stare of hatred on her face. She had to meet and deal with these people one by one sooner or later. So she had to get used to seeing them, she walked out of the security gates and jumped on the next bus. She decided not to think any more about those disgusting people.

She arrived at a Cerulean Condominium it was within a gated community and each condo had stunning gardens surrounding them. She went to the security desk and smiled at the security guard. She took out her I.D and card and set them on the desk.

“Hi, I would like to register my I.D. I now live in number seven.”

The guard looked her up in down, sceptical that she owned a condo but with the key and her surname matching the tenant’s name he could only register her details into his computer.

“Okay, Miss Jones you are now registered. My name is Jace, if you ever need anything come to the security desk and ask.”

“Thank you, Jace.”

April took her key back and smiled at the guard as she took the lift up to her new home.

She got out of the lift and saw two white doors that faced each other, number seven and number eight. She went to number seven and opened the door, she could hardly contain her excitement. As she opened the door she was taken aback, she closed the door and entered.

Inside was a luxurious home, her mother’s influence was everywhere. Her mother’s paintings hung on the wall, there were pictures on the cabinet of her, her mother and father together. These intimate details made their heart fill with warmth and hot tears streamed down her cheeks, this is what she was lacking in both lifetimes.