Lona brushed my hair as she got me ready. I could only glare at my reflection. In the reflection was a girl who was not me. She was covered with scars and only knew anger. She was selfish. She was a traitor.
The other me was in the reflection smiling wickedly. She laughed at me, "You really are-"
"Trash." I finished and looked away.
Lona paused, "What was that?"
I didn't answer her. She continued getting me ready and spoke, "I think my young miss is still the most beautiful one around."
I responded spitefully, "Beautiful? You must be blind. I'm hideous inside and out."
She looked at me with a troubled expression, "Seri..."
Outside my door, Bertram was standing and waiting. My mother came up and scowled at him, "Bertram."
He looked down in dejection and nodded at her. Ever since he had returned, he had been shunned by my parents. Although they wouldn't kick him out because of me, they also made it clear that he was no longer in their good graces.
