The Love of Luke
Vivian and little Lukas

Hello my name is Vivian Wheeler I'm the youngest daughter of the Wheeler family, it's my 17th birthday, but as usual every year I never celebrate anything for my birthday, if another girl is going to make a festive party and invite her friends to come, I never come to the party, I was always ordered to stay at home and never get to see the outside world, even I was just at school, going home and sleeping every day.

Sometimes I feel jealous of my brother Cecil Wheeler he is 18 years old but his birthday date and month are the same as mine, but even so he always celebrated his birthday in a luxury five-star hotel or sometimes celebrated a party at home, I could only watch his party and after he finished helping to clean up the party because there were not many servants in our house even though we were a wealthy family, there is only one chief servant who works at my house, bi Ida, he I have considered like my own family because he has been taking care of me since I was a child until the current size.

Since childhood I have always received a lot of pressure from my own family, and my mother always hated me, she never considered my existence except in front of my father but even then still with hateful eyes.

Sometimes I get confused and think whether I am my mother's daughter or not, because my mother's treatment of Cecil is very different, even when I was given a restroom next to the maid's room, I never protested because I thought Cecil felt the same way when he was my age.

As I grew older I thought that this was all too different between me and Cecil, now I'm 17 and Cecil's 18 he's having a big party at our house and I was just asked to be a waitress at my brother's birthday party.

"Viviane....Vivian..come here!" My mother screamed very loudly.

I immediately ran up to him with the tray in my hand,

"What's the matter, mom?" I approached, though,

"You see this how you can prepare a party for your brother like this, change all the dishes this looks cheap!" Snapped mom.

I could only exhale lethargicly and immediately take out the dishes and return them to the kitchen and replace them with other dishes that were much nicer.

I continued to walk in lethargy because I was tired of preparing for this party since morning, until my head now felt a little dizzy.

"Miss are you okay, already let the aunt who finished the rest should miss rest" said bi Ida to me,

"No papa bi I'm fine, it's at least a little dizzy, don't worry about me" I replied with a smile reassuring him.

I tried to strengthen myself and immediately went back to my work until it was over, I went to my mother to report that all the work I had done was well and was ready for the party tonight.

"Tok..but.tok..." The sound of knocking on the door I knocked on,

Mother started to open the door of her room and stared at me cynically as usual.

"What are you here for?" He asked with both hands placed on his chest,

"My work is done let me go back to my room now, I want to rest Mom, my head is dizzy" I said as I felt,

"Come back, but remember you have to remain a waiter at Cecil's birthday party tonight, remember that" my mother warned,

"Yes Ma'am I understand" I replied while nodding.

I began to remember an amazing man in the past, he was a handsome and mighty man he saved me from the pool on Cecil's 6th birthday.

It was 12 years ago when I was five and our six-year-old Cecil had a very lively party, but then there was a father, so it was my first and last birthday, dad allowed me to celebrate my birthday with Cecilia even he bought me a very pretty dress.

I was too happy then and on the eve of the celebration I put on the dress so that some people stared at me and many of the invited guests praised my beauty and the dress I was wearing, everyone's attention came to me and Cecil hated it, he pulled my hand very tight and took me to the edge of the pool, I think he was just plain angry with me.

But it turned out that he even dared to push me deliberately into the pool until I almost drowned because I could not swim, I thought I would die at that time because there was no one around my pool, my house, and Cecil also left me just like that.

"Huh..taste it Vivian, who told a girl like you to deserve a lot of praise, I'm the one who should get it not you!" Cecil's words were the last I heard and are still buzzing in my ears to this day.

"Please ..huft...please...." My screams were beginning to dim slowly the land,

I was resigned if it was my death but suddenly a man went into the water and grabbed my hand I could not see his face clearly because at that time I had lost consciousness slowly.

The man managed to save me and he helped me until I realized and managed to get out a lot of water that I drank before.

"Ohokay.ohok..." I coughed because I just regained consciousness.

I saw a much more mature man sitting next to me in soaked clothes and messy hair he looked at me blankly and coldly and I looked at him in wonder.

"Who were you?, did you save me?" I asked him, though,

He nodded without speaking, and his hands fumbled around him holding my face randomly and apologizing for making me upset by his actions.

"Aduhh ..hey.what did you do?, you slapped me in the face just now" I said resentfully as I held back her hand that continued to grop back and forth,

"Sorry I can't see, I'm sorry" he said, which left me in shock.

I was flabbergasted and just let go of her hand.

"No papa you don't have to apologize, I was wrong and thank you for saving me" I told him.

He did not answer my words anymore and his hand continued to grop back and forth without stopping, I felt annoyed with his behavior so I immediately stood up and asked what he was doing from now on.

"Hey...what are you looking for why do you keep feeling that indistinct palpation?" I asked him in a slightly upset tone,

"Wand, I lost my wand while saving you earlier, can you help me get it" he said, asking for my help.