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“He’s not taking the news well,” she replied.
“If he cared about my mother so much, then why did he leave her to raise me all by herself?” She felt frustrated. She had come thinking that she was going to vent at him about neglecting his fatherly duties. However, none of that had gone to plan.
Daaliyah rose to her feet and walked out of the room. Jacob was still sitting down. He seemed like he did not know what to do. “This is awkward,” he said. He picked up his cup of tea and took a sip. All the other cups were still on the tray.
“It’s really awkward. I think coming here was a mistake,” said Olivia. A maid walked into the room.
“Sheikh Solomon has asked me to come show you to your rooms,” she said.
“Show who?” Daya asked.
“The two of you.”
“I don’t think I want to stay,” said Olivia.
“You haven’t gotten a proper chance to speak to him yet. You can’t just leave,” Daya said to her.
“We can stay in a hotel.”
“He already had your luggage brought in,” said the maid. “If you could please follow me.”
“You came from America, right?” Jacob asked. Olivia nodded. “Long trip, you might as well stay here a night and get everything sorted before you return.”
Daya stood up. “Let’s at least see the room,” she said. Olivia stood up. The two of them followed the maid out of the room. They headed up the staircase. When they reached the landing, they turned left and headed down the hallway.
When they reached the end of the hallway, there was a sitting area. There were sofas and a bookshelf. “That is a guest room.” The maid pointed at one of several doors. “And that is also a guest room.” She pointed at another door.
“I’m going to have a look at my room for the night,” said Daya. She headed to the room on the left. Olivia sighed and headed to the other room. She opened the door and walked in.
The room was big, bigger than her bedroom at her small apartment in Atlanta. There was a four-poster bed positioned in the middle of the room. It was big enough to fit four people. The room had high ceilings and large windows that overlooked the driveway. The room looked like a hotel room. It was beautiful.
There was a knock on the door. Olivia went to open the door to see who it was. There was a maid standing there with her suitcase. “Thank you,” Olivia said to her. She took the suitcase and put it by the door. She figured that she was not going to unpack because she was not going to be there long. She had only packed clothes for one week. She hadn’t really thought anything through. She was not sure how long she wanted to stay or how long she was supposed to stay.
Olivia went to Daya’s room. “Daya!” she called out as she walked in.
“This bedroom is beautiful,” Daya replied.
“So we are just supposed to wait until Sheikh Solomon is ready to speak to me?”
“Do you think he is crying? He looked like he was going to cry.” Daya crossed her eyebrows. “I think he really is your father and he really cared about aunt Lizzy,” she added.
Olivia placed her hands on her hips. “He didn’t care enough for me.”
“What about his wife? Her reaction was interesting.”
“Tell me about it. She went pale in the face when she saw me.” Olivia ran her hand through her long, wavy hair. She was feeling anxious. She just wanted to get her answers and get out of there.
“Do you know what I realized?” Daya asked her.
“What?” Olivia replied.
“You, Jacob and Sheikh Solomon all have hazel eyes.”
Olivia narrowed her gaze at Daya. “Hazel eyes are not uncommon,” she said.
“You have the same eyebrows.”
“This is weird,” she said. She may have had the same eyes and eyebrows as Jacob and the sheikh, but she was different from them. She was five feet three inches. The sheikh was about five feet ten inches and Jacob was about six feet tall. Her skin tone was different, too, more golden, less olive. Olivia shook her head. She did not want to think about the differences and similarities between herself and them.
Olivia looked at her watch. It was 7 p.m. “I’m tired. I think I will go lie down,” she said. It had been such a long and eventful day. She needed to rest.
