The lonely world of mine has become even more lonelier when my aunt passed. Though we're not close but I never thought I'd missed her nagging everytime I sleep in or everytime I made a mistake.
But it's fine, we never have any affection for each other anyways. Especially with her good for nothing companion who left a fourteen years old girl alone in a shabby house. Without any money.
I've face many hardship, but I was saved by her. Even now, "I'm so sorry, I'll fixed it immediately," she said as she hugged me. I was trembling in fear. I looked around and everyone in the ballroom was looking at me.
I knew it, my appearance! Am I really a witch? What if they burn me? Just like my aunt used to say. "I'm sorry Your Highness!" I gently pushed her away and started running towards the exit. I heard a very fast footsteps coming after me.
I reached the garden and was stopped by a tight grip on my wrist, "Please let me go!" I struggled but I froze when I saw the person holding me. She's with tears in her eyes, her eyes that looks exactly as mine. As well as her silver hair that my aunt said a trait of a witch, that also looks exactly as mine. "A-are you a witch too?" I asked carefully.
She smiled with her longing expression, "No, we're not a witch" she loosen her grip and touch my face. "I've been looking for you... They must've forgot you but I'll never will" she wiped the tears on my cheeks.
"A-are we related?" She laughed and keeps nodding.
My heart races as she utter these words with a very sad and longing expression on her face. "I've lost you"
"W-what do you---?"
"I m-missed you so much, Beatrice"
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Beatrice
RomanceBea, a resilient young girl, is left alone in the world when her aunt passes away. With nowhere else to turn, she takes a job in a luxurious household, hoping for stability and security. However, her goal was quickly shatter as she faces hatred and...
