The White Opera

In a world that’s falling apart, Lillia Jane seeks to find the light. Dancing is her soul and passion, but it isn’t always the answer to her problems. She witnessed the murder of her best friend Sophie and won’t be forgetting the feeling of isolation any time soon. Lillia’s parents have moved to Queensland for the summer so now it’s just her and her older brother Brian, as they embark on an amazing adventure through Sydney Australia.


10. The Garden of Friendship


I keep telling myself that it isn’t healthy to act like I am ok inside. Every time I try and think about hope I remember that disappointment will await me. I can’t believe in something when I know that something bad is always going to be waiting for me right around the corner.

Tia has planned for us all to visit the garden of friendship today, a popular tourist attraction, she says it will help lighten my mood but I doubt that. I’m just doing this for the experience, nothing else. I think about Lucas and how good he had made me feel, I don’t think anything is going to lighten my mood right now, not even the thought of Lucas. As my mum would say, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

We get into the car, ready to travel to the Garden of Friendship as it would take a while to walk. Sydney is so busy, according to Brian, there are 4 million people here, they are all minding their own business and carrying on with their days as we pass them in our car. I imagine what it would be like if I was a celebrity, I would be noticed and appreciated, I would turn heads whenever I passed by. Unfortunately, that is not the case.

When we arrive, the scenery is surprisingly breathtaking. There are ducks and lily pads floating in the lake, the water fall spills down to the ground, sunlight reflecting off of the crystal clear water. The only down side is that the people here make us dress up in these stupid Chinese outfits with headpieces and robes. It is funny seeing Brian dancing around in his costume, but it doesn’t make me laugh.

A few minutes later I gasp and burry my head beneath the massive headpiece when I see Lucas and a friend of his walking by the pond. The friend turns around and a rush of jealousy courses through me. A tall girl with a gorgeous smile walks a little close to Lucas for my liking, holding his hand. I can’t believe it.  I mean, he is entitled to date anyone he wants and he only flirted with me once but I still feel sick to the stomach.

And just when I thought I could get away without being noticed, they start walking towards our direction! I quickly take off the large hat that makes me look like a clown, there is no point in hiding now anyway so I might as well have some dignity. Lucas sees me and waves, flashing one of this gorgeous smiles. I have a split second decision whether to wave or smile and I end up doing this weird hand jerk motion. Not my finest moment for sure.

“Hey Lillia!” he seems happier then when I first met him, I guess it didn’t help that he was grounded last time. “Hey Lucas! What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to be polite.

“Sophie and I were just going out for a little walk in the sun. This may be the last day we get sun, winter is just a week away.”

Her name is Sophie. I can feel the tears coming, I can feel my cheeks burning. I never want to hear that name again. I start twisting my fingers, anger and sadness swelling inside of me. Then her murder appears before my eyes again.

The boy stabs her and leaves out through the door. I am screaming and crying at the same time. I can’t talk, I can’t call anyone. Sophie’s body is lying at my feet. Her eyes are open for a second. Then she closes them and I am fully alone. I grab the phone and it takes me about ten minutes to dial the number with my fumbling fingers. I try to find my voice “Hello? Hello! This is Lillia Jane and I have just witnessed a murder. PLEASE COME TO 20 WALL STREET!” I can’t say anymore, my voice breaks and I am an emotional wreck.

“Lillia?” it is Lucas’ voice again, but not cheery this time, concerned. He is shaking me and I realise that I am lying on the floor, fists clenched and eyes closed, then I pass out. I can’t hear or see anything, in fact, I am not conscious at all.

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