Juliet

A game is what I think life is really all about.

Nothing is done without a competition. At least that is what I have been taught for my whole life.

My family owns the Rossetta Boutique Showroom. Yes, a stupid business on flowers which I happen to enjoy every bit of it. In this business, we cater flowers on big occasions such as wedding and parties that give us the big green stuff.

That is the good part.

Let's get to the bad part.

Our biggest showroom in New York faces the Melon Boutique Showroom which is right across from us. They are our biggest rivals and we have had our few share of rivals but they are not as bad as the Melons. They were the downright most snobbish people I have ever met.

Their business comes way over generations after generations. Just like us. My forefathers hated them. My grandparents hated them and now my parents, who instead of hating them like they should, are actually taking a keen interest in their businesses. But one thing is for sure, I hate them to the core of my heart and I would do anything to break them apart.

Anything.

Welcome to my life.

-Few days later, seated at the dining hall of the Rossetta Mansion.

The whole family were all munching and talking away. At our house, we have very less silence. But you get used to it. Suddenly, my father who was seated at the head table cleared his throat. This doesn't sound good. My father does this only if it's bad news.

"I like to make an announcement." Yup, the worst news you could ever expect.

Silence enveloped us like the wrapper we use to wrap our pretty flowers.

"I decided after talking to the Mr. Melon, the owner of the Melon Boutique. We have decided to merge together."

Whispers and disgust looks travelled around the table. As for me, I thought I lost my appetite.

"That's enough! It's not our wish but to join them. But since business is running slow, finances are bit of a problem we may need to start working together."

"But father, I thought we just had a great deal with the Georges on their wedding day?" I inquired.

"I'm sorry Juliet but no.We have a lot of debts to clear. So does the Melons. In order to clear it up, we decided to go for this merge."

"But ..."

"Juliet, that's my final word. Tomorrow meet me at the Melons Conference room. We have to see how we could work on this little joint production."

Oh no no no.

Anything but that. There is one thing I never want to happen is meeting the Melons.

You see, since I'm the heir to my father's company. They have their heir to the Melon's company which is none other than: Who thought I would live to say this name.

A name I hate.

A name I loathe to my heart content.

A name that still had some effect on me that made my core hum.

That name was Owen Melon.