~Eliana~

I stepped into the hall, wearing a green tube dress, with silver stones embroidered all over it. The dress was so long that it would have been sweeping the tiled floor if not for the silver heels I was wearing to match it. I carried a silver purse, and the jewelleries which adorned my ears, neck and wrist were made from pure silver.

My mother had started selling all her expensive clothes and jewelleries, and when we tried to add ours, she vehemently refused. I had never known the love my parents had for us until now. I always saw them as evil manipulators who really didn’t care about...