Sheena Carlos, when she was young, did not have the same experiences as other people. She was never allowed to leave their mansion, and her parents even forced her to work as a maid. Sheena could not see the true beauty of nature as she grew up, she could not have learned to read or write without the support of her mother, Esme, and Tina would never have managed to learn the stuff she should've just learned. That's Sheena Carlos' living inside their mansion, as if they don't consider her a child.
"Daddy! I really like this dress! "
"It's great that you enjoy it."
Shanna smirked at me, so I turned away and went about my job.
What else am I doing here?
Because of my family?
Ha-ha-ha!
Sheena, you are hilarious.
Your parents don't love you, not even your twin. No one knows who you are. I was just shaking my head with my thoughts. Sincerely, I can't help but feel hurt.
Who would be happy if your parents didn't love you? They can't even look at me.
I've never even gone out with friends. I also lacked study skills. If it hadn't been for Mother Esme, I might not have learned to speak, write, or read.
I feel like I'm in hell.
I'm not permitted to leave the house. Because if I go out, they will punish me. They did not feed me for a week.
They are cruel to me, but I endure because I love them. But are they? Do they love me, or do they only love me once they hurt me?
They've been around me since I was a child. My mother, Esme, was the only person who looked after me and taught me proper manners.
Their rage only grew because of an accident in which they blamed me for something I did not do.
For nearly thirteen years, I've been through hell with them. I was on the verge of giving up, but I kept going.
I want to be free, free of their own world, free of their pain and misery. Because I know I don't belong in their world.
Just be patient, Sheena;You can be free, too.
"Sheena! The Israelis have arrived! They're handsome! " Tina said. My only friend, who is also Carlos' maid,
Along with everything else that my twin should do, I consider her a sister.
"Your twin is getting married?! That's really annoying! Shanna thinks she's a wonderful daughter, psh! "
I just laughed at her because, aside from Mother Esme, she is the only person who is aware of my life's problems.
"You two, hurry because Shanna's fiance is already there with his parents," Mother Esme said, her eyes fixed on me.
I just smiled at her, as if to say, "I'm fine because I'm used to it."
which is true. I'm always fine.
I wore a face mask and a hat, so no one could see my face. This is also what my parents advised me to do. They don't want anyone to know that Shanna has a twin, who is me.
I came out and bowed slightly as I served the guests. I could hear the visitor's laughter right away.
I took a deep breath and leaned over to Mother Esme, who was waiting on the side.
"When is the wedding?" Dad asked, a smile on his face.
He is the one to marry my twin.
How did I get to know him?
It's easy because I always hear Sir Ezrael coming from Shanna's mouth.
"I'm not sure, hey son?"
Mr. Ezrael called his son, Giovanni, who was staring at me.
Oh, my goodness!
I bowed right away. I'm terrified.
Maybe he saw my face and thought my parents would be angry.
"Hey, babe, Uncle called!"
He shifted his focus away from me and toward my twin. He smiled and turned to face everyone.
"Next month," he stated solemnly.
I took a deep breath and looked at them again, but it was a dangerous move because my father's gaze had already landed on me, so I simply bowed down.
I was afraid that I would be punished again.
My wounds are only now slowly healing.
"Wait, where's your twin Shanna?" questioned Ezrael's youngest daughter.
My eyes widened at her question, and almost both of my mothers, Esme and Tina, were taken aback.
I wasn't sure how I would react because I felt like my family was staring at me.
even though I froze.
How did she find out? She can't possibly know who I am.
"H-Huh? I don't have a twin, "Shanna replied.
I closed my eyes and clenched my fists.
I bit my lower lip so hard because I'm used to them not allowing me to see anyone. Because nobody knows who I am.
"Yes, she is the only child," the dad confirmed.
I can already taste the blood on my lips because I bit them hard in pain.
"No! Where is she? I just want to see her! "
No, please. Stop doing it.
"Don't be stubborn, Aphrodite!" yelled their father, but Aphrodite became even more irritated and left without saying anything.
"Sorry," Mr. Ezrael.
"It's okay, Shanna doesn't have twins, she's our only child," Dad said firmly, as they continued talking, but I knew Shanna and Mom disliked me.
It appears to be my fault once again.
Prepare for your punishment, ha ha ha...
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