Calla Lily

 Cleopatra was busy sorting flowers in a small shop not far from her house. Her eyes shone brightly as she received a bouquet of white calla lilies that were already in her hands. She looked closely at the flower, which somehow reminded her of Rebecca, her mother—perhaps because her mother also loved the calla lily. Cleo's lips pursed sideways at the memory of the woman who had conceived and gave birth to her, even though the reality of having to throw her feelings away every time she remembered that her mother was manipulative.

 Ah... why did she have to remember her manipulative and lying mother? Cleopatra let out a long breath. Even though her mother was a liar and hurt her feelings, the feelings of her family, she still loved her mom. After all, that woman was the one who gave birth to, educated, and gave love to her. In the past, Elsie was closer to her mother.

 "Be careful, the calla lily is very poisonous despite its beautiful appearance."