#Chapter40
Russia
Insia was raging with anger from inside. Her heart was broken. Her entire room was a mess. Broken pieces of glasses, cosmetics, mirror, and whatnot covered the floor. Her eyes were bloodshot due to all crying. Dark streaks of mascara rolled down her pale cheeks with tears. She felt beaten by her weak sister. She cursed that silver-eyed witch again and again for stealing her happiness and wished her to never be happy.
