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Prologue

22 years ago

Evelyn was a beauty. The raven hair on porcelain skin, dazzling black eyes, and ruby red lips were many men's downfall, and Evelyn was a women who knew how to use that to her advantage. For years Evelyn had taunted men and women with her beauty-watched as women hid their husbands from her and how their husbands tried to converse with her when their wives were out of the way. A trail of broken hearts followed her everywhere she went, and proved the worth of her beauty; yet her beauty did not help her when it was her turn to fall. She'd thought her soul would never break, never bend to the will of another, but like every other useless soul out there she had fell under the trap of love. She was supposed to rule, not love. She wasn't supposed to fall, she wasn't supposed to be touched... she wasn't supposed to have a child.

"Mommy!Mommy!" A toddler with Evelyn's colouring wobbled in to the room. Evelyn turned to greet her son with a soft smile, "what is it darling?" It shocked Evelyn every time she looked at her son; he looked hauntingly like her. With the same porcelain skin and black hair that Evelyn possessed it was hard not to realise whose child he was, but what set him apart from Evelyn was his eyes-emerald eyes sparkled with mischief sang the lyrics of life and its mysteries. His eyes were a reminder of the mistake she had made, the reason her life had changed-they were a remainder of his father.Evelyn knew subconsciously that he would grow up to be handsome-but that didn't stop her from praying he wouldn't. Beauty was a curse and love was torture, no one understood that better than she did.

"Mommy! I want to see son!" The toddler jumped up and down holding his baby blue blanket in his hand. Evelyn laughed at her son's enthusiasm for life, "did you look out the window already ?" The boy shook his head, "no mommy! I don't go to the window without you." Evelyn kneeled down to her son's height and ruffled his raven hair, "good boy, and why can't you go to the window without me?" The boy stated the line he'd been taught since his birth, "there are bad people outside that'd hurt me." "Good boy," Evelyn stood up and walked the boy to the window. Making sure to check no one was out side, she lifted the boy in her arms. The toddler eagerly leaned out towards the window, "son mommy," he pointed out. "Yes darling that's the sun," his mother calmly responded with a soft smile.

Evelyn patiently held her son as he continued to blabber about how beautiful it was outside. The toddler was so easily awed by the world, but she guessed any child who had never been outside would. The woman pitied the boy's destiny, she knew no child should be locked inside a house forever, but if he wanted to live there was no other choice. No one can know of his presence, no one can know of her mistake.

"Mommy," the toddler was a lot quieter than he had been earlier. "Yes darling," Evelyn responded. The boy knew he shouldn't ask this but he couldn't help his childish curiosity, he timidly whispered "when can I go outside?" The smile on his mother's lips vanished instantly; she loathed questions such as these and had warned him to not ask this of her before. She instantly placed him back on the ground, "you cannot, and will not, go outside," she stated sternly, "do you understand?" The boy hated getting his mother upset, he knew he should've not asked this, he looked down to the floor in an attempt to hide his emerald eyes that were filling up with tears. Evelyn was getting madder by the minute, "I said, do you understand!" The toddler jumped at her voice but nodded to show he understood. "Good, and wipe those tears away they only show how pathetic you really are," and with that Evelyn walked back to her room.