Lucia and Maeve are twins.
Maeve is the innocent one- her eyes yet to see the darkness of the cruel world. A happy go lucky girl, who loves everyone. Though very hardworking and dependable.
But not everyone can be as innocent as her.
Then there's L...
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9 year old Lucia made her way towards her mother's room with her report card in her hand to get it signed. She was slightly afraid to knock on her door, her mother never liked her - she was always mad and snappy.
It's just because she is stressed... she loves me a lot.
She reassured herself, but deep down she knew it was not true. Her mother never loved her or her twin like other mothers do, she used to ignore them most of the time and then started to verbally abuse them after she met their step-father.
Gathering enough courage she knocked on her door but never got a response. So she slightly opened the door to peek inside and saw her mother talking on the phone.
"... No Matthew it's too late to abort this unwanted child "
"... It's not entirely my fault you...."
"... I'll see what I can do. NO my husband will not know about this ever, I can play it off as if it's his child, then I'll do something....."
She listened to the bits and pieces of the conversation, she was far too happy by the fact that she is going to be a big sister to notice that her mother wasn't happy about this pregnancy at all.
"Mamma I'm going to be a big sis" she squealed loudly as she entered her mother's room.
".. Don't ever call me again Matthew, I'll call you after I plan what to do -for now I have to take care of this brat "
"You ungrateful brat you were eavesdropping?!! " Her mother slapped her across the face.
"YOU AREN'T GOING TO SAY A WORD ABOUT THIS CALL! UNDERSTOOD?"
"But-b.. But momma Mattew isn't my dadd- " she didn't get a chance to complete the sentence her mother punched her in her guts, dragging her out of the room with the help of her hair, kicked her with a force that sent her tumbling down the stairs.
"If you open your mouth, I'll do much worse got it?" the small girl weakly whimpered, the pain not allowing her to talk at all.
"Good" her mother said as she gives her a last kick, whilst thinking of an escape story, unknown to the fact that the girl wasn't unconscious. Yet
"Ah... Matthew I have a plan, a brilliant plan... we wait till the due date, sent the child into the system and blame this brat for miscarriage- nothing a few wrong dates can't solve.........."
The little girl lost her battle with the consciousness, unknown to the fact that her nightmare had just began.
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HOLA WITCHES!!
Soooooo, how's the prologue?
Sorry if there are any errors as i said English isn't my first language and it's not edited!
