Liam Julie hadn’t stopped talking since she woke up. She ran through the hallway, her small feet hitting the wooden floor, laughing loudly as if there wasn’t a dark weight hanging over this house. An almost irritating contrast, but at the same time… I needed that sound. It was the only living proof that there was still something pure nearby. When I looked at the door, I saw the silhouette of a woman. Young, too beautiful for the title of godmother. Hair tied up in a messy bun, full lips, and eyes as blue as glass under the sun — Stella had always been beautiful, but arrogance had always made her undesirable. There was hardness in every feature. The kind of person who carries bitterness in her skin and doesn’t mind spitting acidity with every word. "Julie, sweetheart, come here!" her voice was sweet only for the girl. For me, it came loaded with judgment. After all, we never got along, not even when Ana was still alive. She always covered for Ana, that’s why they’re so alike. Stella
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