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until last night, when hope suddenly appeared.
    She threw on a dressing gown and walked over to the window and gazed over the lake inland.
    Blackwater Bay was as lively as ever, the lights flashed, the fairground was alive and screaming, and all the shops were chucking their tat out as fast as they could. People sunbathed on the beach, and the seals and sea lions from the Sea-Life Centre hollered in the distance as they did every hour of the day. She watched the sun sparkling on the lake, almost hypnotized by the colossal reflections of the city’s concrete giants as they trembled and warped on the surface. People strolled along the bay front walking their dogs, cycling and some just stared out over the lake and island as she watched without a thought. The brilliant blue cloudless sky sat over the city, scarred only with trails of long gone planes, the breeze gently blowing the ivy around her window. The city had been awake for a while, long before she even contemplated leaving her bed, millions of people going about their business, each one the centre of their own little universe.
    Her swollen eyes blinked now and then as she simply took in the stunning view, her make-up from the night before smeared and worn as she stood as still as stone. She turned and looked over towards her father’s wing on the other side of the courtyard and saw his unmistakable shadow leave his window. Frowning to herself, she sighed as the shadow quickly vanished; suddenly realizing the things between her and her father were as morbidly warped as normal. Alex turned and gazed upon her room that was pretty much like an apartment of its own, everything was there she needed to live a happy and somewhat normal life.
    She strolled over the room and slumped down into her couch and put her feet on her glass table, checking her phone religiously for messages as she often did. Boredom was setting in fast and with the crazy world moving outside clearly quicker than her own, she decided there and then this hangover wasn’t going to beat her in the slightest. Alex grabbed the remote and flicked through the channels one more time, eventually throwing it across the room in frustration. She inspected her empty phone again and then scowled to herself. She gazed over her room at a photo collection of her and Collette, sighing as she rolled her phone in her hand for a few moments. Suddenly, she started to type a message.
    SMS Text to Collette Walker
    “Hey Colls, where u hidin? Aint heard from ya in ages. Kinda getting worried now. U got a new bloke or something’? U missed a killer party last nite, Dad threw a big ball weird huh lol hope ur ok, miss ya lots! Xxx get back to me asap ya bitch! Lol”
    Alex smiled a big row of expensive white teeth and decided to try and survive in some daylight, not something she would normally try on a hanging-day, but today was a special hanging-day after all, the sooner she got out, the sooner she wouldn’t notice it had gone.
    Alex got dressed and left her room, venturing down the vast corridors and into the main hall which led to the ball-room. She peered around the door and saw the room was alive with maids and staff cleaning and tidying up the mess. She stood simply gazing at the expensive twenty-one banners that hung silently; in her mind, she was already planning little Sarah’s eighteenth and twenty-first, and to say she was looking forward to it would be an understatement.
    “Alex?!” A voice asked quietly from behind. Alex turned and smiled at what should be a Butler.
    However, he never did Butler’s stuff; he just oversaw daily routines of the other staff. Gerard McGently his name was, lower class with her an upper class when in front of her father, priceless.
    He was middle-aged and Greek, but with a weird non-Greek name which was often joked about, outspoken, but very funny at times. Gerard resented waiting around after people, which as a butler was somewhat queer, but he had an opinion or two on her father