1 Past Life

It feels so surreal and unreal.

Yesterday, I was still fighting for something that was not mine ,something that can't be mine in this lifetime,something that always belong to my beautiful older sister Valentine.

The epitome of elegance and the number one socialite. His heart ,their love and praise can never be mine.

At the age od 24, I died.

I died so young with a jealous and uncontented heart.

I always thought although I was not loved by my parents like my elder sister atleast they cared for me.

Although i was not good at all the elegant things ,all women of calathea family needed to learn ,I was still a Calathea.

I was so Wrong...

Infront of me ,a cold body was lying on a coffin ,left alone and unattended by everyone.

The body lied so peacefully in the coffin.

Face ashen ,scratches all over her beautiful face and body ,due to the car accident which caused her death.

It was the body of Aster Calathea. The unwanted daughter of George Calathea and his wife Eva.

It was my body...

Left alone without anycare like a trash.My eyes filled with tears of anger and remorse seeing my abandoned body.

Servents giving the looks of pity and sighing at the sight of the body. Running here and there to carry out procedures to bury the body . None of my family was present for my funeral.

Then I saw my parents standing high on the podium and my sister crying on the side.

Reporters Questioning them about my death and the reason none of them were present for the buriel.I saw anger and disgust on my parents face hearing my name.

I saw their disdain when they talked about how I plotted against my sister and that they were disgusted by me being their daughter.

Disgusted of me ..... ASTER CALATHEA