Tears silently streamed down her face, her heart a barren wasteland of despair.

The real villains lived happily, envied by others, like princesses in a fairy tale. Her life felt like a cruel joke.

Despite all the misery, she couldn't bring herself to kill Ethan and Adah, because there were moments in the past when they had shown her warmth.

herself for her

had no

be no more pain, no

onto the sill, her legs dangling in the air. The wind gently

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