*Matilda*“Isn’t she the Roland family’s daughter too? How can they hide her from the guests? No one is even asking about her,” I heard the maids gossip about me.“She’s so pitiful,” another one said, her tone laced with pity.“Ptff. I don’t think she will ever be useful. Imagine your own family hates you,” another maid muttered, her voice filled with pity too.They all gossiped about me. No one stopped to offer me a helping hand. Besides, it was late at night. The party had ended. Several guests were already leaving our home—well, except for those who came from afar.My mother had offered the guest rooms to the remaining visitors, all to make Maya’s birthday a blast. Now, I had to return to my room as quietly as I could, before any of the guests noticed me.As I pushed myself up, my hands trembled under my chubby weight. Despite my resemblance to Maya, I had gained weight these past few days I stayed home crying and thinking of what to do to gain my freedom—my mother’s love and admir
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