𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 [ 𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖓 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖊𝖗 ]

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(ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ!)

Shayna Khan, like every normal teenager in her age, was currently watching Squid Game to understand the hype of the show. As suddenly the electricity goes off, naturally she only noticed as the internet stopped working which stopped streaming her show.

Getting annoyed by that she tried to watch it with connecting her laptop to the mobile date, but naturally she had none left. 

The girl called her mother, who should be somewhere in the house, but nobody answered her calls, she was only left with silence.

Growing irritated she stood up from the bed and walked up to the door. Only wearing her short pink silk pajamas, the female opened the door.

Shayna froze up in shock when she saw what was in front of her. It was not her house with the familiar floor, but a spacious hallway of a dormitory.

The one you would see in a boarding school; she could see some girls walking down the hall. Quickly shutting the door, before anyone would notice her.

The girl then turned around and proceeded to leaned on it, forcing herself to calmly breath in and out.

Where the fuck am I? How in the crap am I not at home?

After calming down, she tried again, but this time only opening just a crack. But still seeing the same as before.

Out of a nowhere a sudden dizziness hit her, and she gripped the door frame to support her body. Unfamiliar memories appeared in her head, from unknown people in strange places. It only gave her unratable headache. Unconsciously to her, a tear run down her face.

Scene after scene began to show up in her head.

The memories were all about a girl, the only thing they had in common was their appearance. Seeing them was like watching a movie in her perspective.
It was weird, feeling every little emotion the person felt through.

The pain, happiness, hope but mostly it was all related to pain.

Layla Emra Lestrange, both parents deceased after a tragic accident, leaving her as an orphan.

Her mother of the noble house of Kama, a French wizard family of Senegalese descent. Making her the last and only heiress of house Kama.

The little six years old girl not really having a choice but compulsorily moving to her hateful relatives, the Lestrange.

The memories of Layla's hollow childhood flashed in front eyes. How the little girl attend the funeral of her parents, taking sophisticated private classes ordered by her uncle and being bullied by her cousin of the same age.

Learning more about her both cousins, Rodolphus and Rabastan, she preferred the younger one over the elder. Rabastan was in one point different then his brother, he had compassion.

Unlike his brother,  Rodolphus was a cold-hearted sociopath who would when he got the chance, mentally drain her of any positive emotions.

The current man of the house, Constantin Lestrange, a very traditional man, who shared an opinion of women belonging in the kitchen and men earning the money.

A very common opinion in this era of time, but there was a catch.

He was a man who treated women like useless object only existing for satisfying the needs of a man.

Lestrange Sr. was the type of uncle, who was extreme atrocious to his niece. Some painful memory flashes in front of her eyes where he used the Crudico curse one her with the excuse of disciplining her and other unpleasant reminders how inhumane he was.