Matthew was pensive as he read the lines delivered by Ruby. Ruby's expression was as calm as night, but Matthew could feel her hands shaking as they discussed her old wounds.
Ruby's memory was thrown into the worst memory of her life, precisely when Marchioness Barnette left a scar she couldn't get rid of on her back.
Ruby still remembered that day was her eleventh birthday and Oscar's first death anniversary.
It snowed profusely that night, bringing a deadly cold temperature accompanied by piles of snow that almost drowned the streets.
Eleven-year-old Ruby was standing alone in the corridor of the mansion. Oscar had died, and Helena's mind had begun to go mad, so she no longer cared for her daughter, who was still alive.
Ruby celebrated her birthday alone for the first time because the two people who usually celebrated her birthday with her could no longer accompany her.
