Y/N POV
Angelica: The feminist Schuyler.
Eliza: The saint Schuyler.
Peggy: The peaceful Schuyler. And those are the Schuyler Sisters. Right?
No.
You forgot me, Y/N Schuyler. But it's not like you know me.
Nobody does. Not even my own sisters.
I've been locked away since birth, ever since my father discovered I was allergic to.... Well....
Everything.
Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm left to my own devices. I have some food like any other rich child, just slightly less, due to the fact how everybody is more focused on my sisters. An now, you're probably thinking 'she's TRAPPED?!'. The answer: Yes and no. I'm just locked away in my bedroom, which is actually rather nice.
And that's my life. I mostly spend my time near the window, where I get to see my sisters enjoying the Outside. I always wanted to go out there, and feel instead of see the Outside. But I don't want to get sick.
I don't want to die.
And then I hear a knock. And a voice that sounds familiar yet unfamiliar.
"Is there anybody in here?"
And then it hits me.
It's my sisters.
Will I reveal myself?
Can I reveal myself?
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FanfictionRUNNER-UP IN THE 2018 SECRET AWARDS UNDER THE FANFICTION CATEGORY! I don't care what they say. You're not invisible." "Really?" "Really." Y/N Schuyler. Ever heard of her? No. You know the others, Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy, but what about her? The a...
