Chapter 2

-Super Short Story, Start!-

It was all okay, we had a picnic together, had a vacation anywhere, and even celebrated my birthday with a grand preparation.

I was happy, not until that day. I was accused of stealing a jewelry, my step-mother's jewelry. We were eating in the dining hall when my step-sister approached me and all of a sudden and she slapped me.

"You! you stole mother's necklace!" Traiss Fraence, my step-sister, shouted at me with a frowned face

"What do you mean I stole mother's necklace? I did not! And I will never steal the things that aren't mine!" I tried to defend myself that time

I was shocked, confused, and mad at the same time, how could she slapped me like that? Because of the slap, I cried very hard that day. I ran towards my room and saw my step mother followed me. She comforted me, but some things was bothering me at that time.

In their minds, I am the only person who would want to steal someone's stuff in the mansion, because I am blood related to none of them, an adopted child.

Just because I am not theirs, doesn't mean they can accused me! My guts were right, all they did for me was all an act! They just want someone to be blame instead of themselves.

Mother already left my room, but I stayed silent.

I walked towards my mirror and stared at myself.

"I don't like it, I don't like this..." I touched the mirror and smiled

"I DON'T WANT THIS."

-See you in the next chapter-