I didn't recognize you because you sold me, mom. But I know you're bad enough to sell your child. I don't know what to say to my stepmother. She never deserved to be my mother, nor I to be her child.
I know how mothers break hearts, I learned everything over time. The goddesses did not like their beautiful children at all because they were afraid that one day those girls would replace them. How could my mothers know to love me when even the goddesses didn't love their daughters?
My mothers never once stroked my hair.
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When we came back to Zehera, we were in front of our house again. That house, where all the pain and problems lived, seemed so foreign to me now that I looked up at the sky in amazement. Because I was under Desiree's spell, I wasn't spreading darkness, and for the first time in Zehera, the sun was in the sky.
