The Unwritten Life (novel)

Scene XXIII - Testament

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Paul held me all night close to him and when we finally got off the bed we wondered what we’re going to do next. It was clear that I had stolen the package because of a reason and it was also very obvious that I was trying to protect myself since I didn’t want to give the package to the lawyer. I was sure that everything had something to do with the fact that I was related to the Marie and now I just should find out what it was.

 

Few hours later Vincent called me and said that we should all have a meeting as soon as possible. There was now more things involved than we first thought and that we should see at public notary because he was holding both Rafael’s and Marie’s testaments. We set up the meeting to the next day at noon. I called to Sebastian right after the Vincent had called me but apparently he had already called to Sebastian, too. It was all going to conclude and we, especially Paul, Sebastian and I, should need to be stronger than ever.

 

The next day we all three went to the notary where Vincent and the lawyer were waiting for us already. I felt the tension in the air and it was everything else but polite. The Vincent’s lawyer gave me a deadly look and I was glad that I didn’t need to sit next to him. The notary began to tell about Rafael’s will and that everything seemed to be alright with it. Sebastian is entitled to everything Rafael left behind, but what comes to Marie’s will, there was a lot to talk about since new things have come up that complicate matters. By that he meant about me being part of the family. “What comes to Vincent, Marie’s husband’s nephew, unless a closer relative is found, he’ll get everything Marie and his husband left behind”, said the notary.

 

I had taken the letter and the jewelry with me and I gave the letter to the notary. He had already read the copy of it but now was the first time he saw the real one. He read what it said again to make sure it really was the right one and then we started discussing. Notary told us that since Marie had noble roots it means that she also had a certain status and expectations. Because of her marriage and her own investments the assets were rather big and to be sure that I was really her heir we needed more proof. The letter alone wasn’t enough, even though it provided lot of information.

 

In Marie’s will there had been a certain part that the notary didn’t quite understand what it meant. The section read: “Look at the second stone and see the engraving behind”. Notary asked us if we had any idea what it could mean.

 

Everybody shook their heads quietly and Vincent’s lawyer looked triumphant. He said: “Since nobody seems to have any idea or further evidence, my client is entitled to all the assets Marie and her husband left behind”.

 

I had a strong feeling that I had forgotten something really important. My hand was in my pocket and it touched the necklace. Suddenly I had the strongest vision I had ever felt. I felt like I was in the huge ballroom that had the huge mirrors. I had seen the room before in a previous vision, but never as clearly as now. I saw how Marie walked down the stairs in her blood-red velvet gown to meet her husband who was waiting downstairs. He was holding some jewelry that looked familiar. He put the necklace around her neck. The jewelry sparkled more than all the chandleries together. Mirrors multiplied the effect and it seemed like there were jewels everywhere. I walked closer like I was in the room and then I realized that the necklace was the same that was in my pocket. I heard a familiar voice ask me, if I’m alright. Then the vision ended and I was back in the room with the others.

 

Paul was looking at me with a worried expression. I asked what had happened and he told that I had sat still with a glassy look in my eyes for a moment. I told them I had a vision and that I understood what the will meant. The lawyer looked worried, but he remained quiet.

 

I took the necklace from my pocket and showed it around. It sparkled in the lights of the office and everybody looked stunned. Vincent asked where I have got it. I explained my vision and that it had been in the package with the letter. Lawyer looked like his head was steaming from anger and he shouted: “I knew that the letter wasn’t the only thing in the package!” I smiled at him and felt like a winner.

 

The notary took the necklace from me and started to investigate it. He took a loop from a drawer and began examining the necklace. In no time he found what he was searching for: there was a symbol and a date with “Chloe”. It meant that the necklace was Chloe’s and the date was her birthday. The symbol symbolizes the connection to the royal blood. Apparently Marie had wanted to give the necklace to Chloe as a proof that she was part of the family.

 

The notary raised his look from the jewelry and looked straight at me before he said: “Faye, your future is about to change.” I looked up at him quietly and nodded. He gave me a file of papers for me to look. I opened it and saw pictures and newspaper stories about a family, writings about their influences to the world and people. Then I saw a picture of Marie and her husband in some gala in a ballroom with mirrors. She looked stunning in her blood-red velvet dress. I was stunned and last piece of the puzzle was now solved. So this is what I had been waiting for all my life without even knowing. Finally I felt whole as a person.

 

Vincent rose from his seat and approached me slowly. I felt Paul tensing up next to me, but I touched his hand to indicate everything was ok. I wasn’t afraid of anything now and stood up to face Vincent. He put out his hand for me to shake mine and said: “Congratulations, Faye. Now that we are related I want to welcome you to our family.” I shook his hand and thanked him with a smile.

 

We started to leave and just before I left the door, the notary stopped me and said: “Faye, there is one more thing. This old key was in the envelope with the Marie’s will and it was meant to the person who inherits her. I don’t know what door it will open, but maybe you’ll figure it out.” I thanked him and put the key in my purse and hurried after the others.

 

Few weeks went by and in the meanwhile I got lot’s information about my roots and relatives. Apparently they had many properties around the world – all of which were now mine. I planned visiting them all, starting with the one in the Venice. That sounded like a good destination to travel with Paul after all this excitement we had experienced together. I felt like the whole world was smiling at me.

 

 

The End

 

 

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Last but not the least: I wanna thank you for my husband Jemm for supporting me to continue writing this and proofreading every single scene without no complains. Also I thank you all here in Flickr who have read this and supported me with comments/favs/invites, Flickr-mails and all; without You I would have ended writing this novel a long time ago <3

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January 23.2011 Finland.

 

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