head down and thought of an idea as she glanced over to her daughter. Sh

t.” She pulled at Lucia's arm as she said it while the li

or gave the little girl a strange look. But Stella had sent him some ste

ed…” She started pulling on Stella’s blo

o this. Right?” Even Steven

went over and took over Sophia, “Lo

e mother did not feel sorry about putting her

seemed thicker than her arm. She managed to stifle a cry of pain when it finally prick

’s painful

e saw was her mother coaxing Sophia. S

. Drawing blood is not painful at all.” Stella kept

ful. Not

ight. Mummy… it

raw a huge tube of blood. Because she was older,

ringe pierced her blood vessel, she wailed in pai

e alone. For the first time, sh

hia was five a

**

ball of a head. She hit her step mother hard. “Mummy, I h

look ugly. She was raging in jealousy as she glared at Lucia who stood

Her eyes dimmed as if

ed to let go. She used so much force that her blood vessels could be seen protruding on her hand.

. She hardened herself mentally and cut her daught

And as she lowered her head, she allowed the tears to flow. One after the other the tears fell as if they were raindrops hittin

ld just so her step sister had c

d happily while her father pulled his wife aside with guilt. It was on

at herself in the mirror. Any little girl at aged six would have wanted

Nobody even likes her bald head…” the children at school mocked and bullied her. She sat a

asn’t ugly. She had a father an

was seven and

y showed off her test paper with eighty marks, Lucia hid in her tiny

scored one h

nother daughter. Stella’s demeanor changed slightly, “She is dumb, only scor

is wife, “even if she only scored fifty.” T

at the family of thr

xty ‘. “Remember, Lucia, do not tell Sophia that you scored one hundred. You cannot d

g the drill. As her older sister, sh

asel without any feeling. She had wanted to apply and major in arts. But she knew that with the type

p in the background. She couldn’t be prettier, couldn’t be better, couldn’t score higher grades. Even when she applied for university, she could only apply fo

in the other. Finally, she wrote her name on the paper

inue to control everything about her, including her life and her marr

a man’s. He looked mature and introverted. And with the hand-made tailored suit with a match

and one could not help but notice a domineering edge about him. There w

le finger tug tig

le br

her to wait for his return. Her little brother. He had change

e moved his hand towards Sophia and caressed her hair. Finally he rested his hand on