The legacy of love

Sophia sat on the floor of her parents' office, playing with building blocks while her parents, James and Elizabeth, worked. She loved watching them collaborate, their laughter and smiles filling the room. As she constructed a tower, she asked her parents about their day.

"Mommy, Daddy, how was your day? Did anything exciting happen?" Sophia asked her parents with curiosity

"Well, sweetie, I had a meeting with a potential new client. We're hoping to land a big project with them. Your father and I worked together on the presentation, and I think we made a great team!" Her mum, Elizabeth said to her

"That's right, kiddo! And I had a meeting with our marketing team to discuss some new strategies. We're trying to come up with innovative ways to reach more customers." Her dad,James said beaming with smiles

"Wow, that sounds like so much work! But you both seem so happy when you're working together. What's your favorite part about working together?" She said with her big eyes sparkling with smiles

"For me, it's seeing how our different strengths complement each other. Your father has a great business sense, and I love the creative aspect of design. Together, we make a great team!" Her mum replied

"And I love how we can bounce ideas off each other. Your mother always brings a fresh perspective to the table. Plus, it's just more fun with her by my side!" Said her dad

"Aww, that's so sweet! I'm glad you both love working together. Maybe one day I can help too!" Sophia said

"We'd love that, Sophia! You're already a natural problem-solver. Who knows, maybe you'll be our future CEO!" Said her mom

"Ha! We'll see about that. But for now, let's just enjoy our time together as a family. That's what matters most."james said with conclusion

After their conversation,since it was not yet time for dinner,they only ate some snacks and sat down to discuss some business while Sophia continue with her tower not without listening to her parents conversation and trying to gain one or two things.

James shared stories of his meetings, while Elizabeth showed her designs for a new project.

Richard Grant stepped into the house, his presence announced by the soft creak of the door. But instead of the warm smile and gentle greeting one would expect, Richard's entrance was met with an air of superiority, his eyes scanning the room as if inspecting a possession.

His gaze lingered on the family photos, the comfortable furniture, and the warm lighting, his expression a mixture of disdain and envy. He couldn't help but feel overshadowed by his brother's success, James' ability to build a life that seemed so... ordinary, yet so out of reach for Richard himself.

As he made his way into the living room, his eyes locked onto James, his gaze piercing with a hint of resentment. "James, always so content, so... complacent," Richard thought to himself, his jaw clenched in frustration.

"James, Elizabeth," Richard said, his voice laced with condescension, "I see you're still living in this... cozy little house. How quaint."

The tension was palpable, Sophia sensing the unease as her uncle's words dripped with sarcasm. James' eyes narrowed, his smile tight, as he rose from the couch to greet his brother. "Richard, good to see you. What brings you here today?"

The air was thick with unspoken words, the rivalry and jealousy between the brothers simmering just below the surface, waiting to boil over.

Richard, James' brother, entered the sitting room fully,his expression stern. "James, we need to talk business." Sophia sensed a tension she didn't understand. As the adults stepped into a meeting room, Sophia's tower suddenly toppled, blocks scattering across the floor.

Richard seethed, feeling underappreciated and overshadowed by his brother's success. He had always believed he was the better businessman, but James got all the credit. As he left the meeting, he muttered to himself, "One day, I'll show them all."

YEARS LATER

Sophia Grant, now a stunning young woman, lay in her bed, her eyes closed as she drifted off to sleep. But as soon as she slipped into slumber, her mind was beset by a terrifying nightmare.

She found herself standing in a dark, eerie forest, the trees twisted and gnarled like skeletal fingers. A faint whispering echoed through the air, the words indistinguishable but the malevolent intent clear.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows - her parents, James and Elizabeth, their faces deathly pale and their eyes sunken with a haunting sorrow. They reached out to her, their voices whispering a chilling warning: "Sophia, run. Run from the darkness that's coming."

But as she tried to reach for them, they vanished into thin air, leaving her alone and frightened. The whispering grew louder, the words now clear: "They will be taken from you. They will be destroyed."

Sophia's heart raced as she tried to flee, but her legs were heavy and unresponsive. The forest seemed to closing in around her, the trees creaking and groaning like living entities.

And then, a blinding light illuminated the darkness, revealing a horrific vision - her parents, lying lifeless on the ground, their bodies broken and battered.

Sophia's scream was drowned out by the whispering, now a deafening chant: "They will be taken. They will be destroyed."

She jolted awake, her heart pounding and her sheets drenched with sweat. It was just a nightmare, she told herself. But the memory of it lingered, haunting her like a specter of doom.

Sophia sat at the breakfast table, her eyes still haunted by the remnants of the nightmare. She tried to shake off the feeling of dread, but it lingered, refusing to be dismissed.

"Mom, Dad, I had the most terrible dream last night," Sophia said, her voice barely above a whisper.

James and Elizabeth exchanged a concerned glance, their faces softening with empathy. "What happened, sweetie?" Elizabeth asked, her voice gentle.

Sophia hesitated, the memories still fresh and frightening. "I was in a forest, and you both were there, but... but you were different. You were pale and sad, and you told me to run from the darkness that's coming."

James' expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing. "What else happened?"

Sophia's voice trembled as she continued. "I tried to reach for you, but you vanished, and then... then I saw you both lying on the ground, broken and lifeless."

Elizabeth's eyes widened, her face paling. "Oh, Sophia, that must have been terrifying."

James' face hardened, his jaw clenched. "We're here, Sophia. We're safe. It was just a dream."

But Sophia knew that her parents were hiding something. She could see it in their eyes, a flicker of fear and uncertainty.

"This feeling, it won't go away," Sophia said, her voice barely audible. "It feels like something's coming, something terrible."

James and Elizabeth exchanged another glance, their faces grave with a secret they refused to share.