Effie's P O V.
My heart heaves with grief as I watched the woman standing across from me. My eyes are filled with tears instantly that I cannot even see her properly anymore.
My lips are trembling as I reach my hand towards her, desperate to touch her but she's so far away.
This is the closest she has ever been since the past six years but yet she is still so far away from me.
She looked so different now but it was a good different.
Growing up, I've had very distinct features from hers. We were completely two different people, even though she bore me and gave life to me.
While I had a soft lump of maroon red hair– which she had told me that I inherited from her sister–, she on the other hand had strawberry hair, naturally curled in the most beautiful way, her eyes the perfect sha
