Celestial_Lunaris
She wasn't the heroine.
She wasn't the villain.
Hell, She wasn't even supposed to exist.
The youngest Eckhart daughter, she smiled too much, laughed too loud, and somehow made everyone stop in their tracks. After Yvonne went missing, the mansion felt emptier, quieter, like a piece of her chest had gone with her, and it hurt like hell. Then Penelope arrived, and suddenly everything was louder, messier, but... kind of good. Someone to laugh with, someone to make the halls feel alive again. The house of Eckhart didn't see it that way. They kept frowning, murmuring about how Penelope seemed to fill the space of someone they'd lost, like she could ever replace Yvonne.
[Name] didn't care.
She saw a girl who needed a friend.
Someone to protect.
Someone who deserved a sister.
And she would.
No matter what the whole damn world thought.