Accepting (5)
[Isla Angelus POV]
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'Shameless'
That's the best way to describe my mother.
'Coward'
That's the best way to describe my brother.
'Hopeless'
That's the best way to describe my father.
'Heartless'
That's the best way to describe myself.
Or what people describe me as.
Even though we're living beings of different races, it would be normal if I get angry, throw tantrums, or even hate my own family.
But I think that feelings disappeared just like that.
Because I was hurt, I was betrayed by my own mother who said those sweet words about happiness from the same lips that said I could be a great test subject.
As if my love for them vanished from that day, from that moment I felt like I was betrayed.
Everything was sinking in and I think I could understand why mom never let me train my own magic.