"Yes. If only they hadn't been at that stupid rehearsal that day..if only they had not seen you skate, they wouldn't have stopped loving me. They would never have compared me to you in the first place!" Angelina concluded with a heavy out burst. The memories from the day her parents had begun comparing her to Leonica flooded back into her mind rather, they resurfaced from the dark part of her mind in which she had buried them, causing tears to well up in her eyes. Tears of anger and hatred..

Leonica however, stared unaffected by either her words nor actions.

Apart from the fact that she had no recollection of ever meeting Angelina when she was younger, fifth grade to be precise as that had been when she has slated, saw no reasoning in what Angelina had just said. Was it her fault that her parents weren't contempt with the daughter they were given?

Obviously not

"Angelina," She began, eyes gravitating towards the flour for a few seconds before meeting Angelina's once more. "I'm sorry for the way your parents treated you. But that's on them not me. They are the ones you should hate, not me. "What?" Angelina breathed, her brain refusing to comprehend Leonica's words.

After sixteen years of harboring rotten hatred for someone, believing that that person had been the cause of her misfortune, she was suddenly now being told that that believe had been wrong Impossible!

"You shut up!" she sneered. "Who are you to tell me who I should and shouldn't be angry with?! You have no fucking right! shut up!"

at this point, she was fighting against the shackles and the warden walked in.

*Alright inmate, visiting time's up." She said as a guard walked in, pulling out of her seat as she continued screaming.

"You think you've won, Leonica, but you haven't! You haven't! I will would hold me down!"

t my revenge, mark my words because not even these shackles

Those were the last words Leonica heard and no matter how much she tried for ignore them for the rest of the day, she couldn't. And a few days later, she was more than thankful that she hadn't. Act Fat Frue Bonus Time is Running Out

Claim

Forget-Me-Not.

enough time out from her work schedule

parking lot of his school and Leonica gathered his bag and lunch box, the

called out to

answered all the while trying to ensure that she had packed everything he'd need for the school day, earlier in the

can I go and

question and looked at

from visiting Gabriel because she thought his chances of waking up were growing slimmer with each passing day. In short, her intention was to make sure the younger boy wouldn't be hurt when his father didn't wake up any longer. And she also hoped that slowly, he'd grown to forget about Gabriel. But sadly, that wasn't happening

the opposite of her intention. "Why's that?" the boy questioned with a frown. "Does daddy hate me and

quick to shush his negative thoughts, especially when she saw the glossy liquid forming in the corners of his eyes. " No, your daddy loves you, a lot. It's just that, it's just that for now, you can't see

hence only mommy is allowed to see him."

mother's words for a few seconds and although he was glad that his father was in recovery stage, he couldn't

pour in an upset manner that

"Ash,"

I also want

daddy. Why's only you allowed to see daddy?" He questioned and at his

of his head and for the next five seconds, tried to find the closest meaning to his mother's words. And when it seemed like he had, his eyes

doctor help you make my younger siblings.

stop it. That's enough." Leonica raised her index finger, indicating he should keep silent for the time being. Thankfully, he remained silent

"Did I say something wrong? Are you

this, you're going to be late for class." She nudged her head in the direction of the

your lunch and stay away from rough plays." She handed him his lunchbox and pecked him on the forehead which was followed by her usual affection

said and began running in the direction of the school, but half way there, he stopped and rushed back to

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