AMAYAH’s POV:
I looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled bitterly and shook my head. A traumatic event happened to me when we were just kids. That caused me to almost lose my life when she pushed me into the well. At that time, I thought it was the last day of my life. I spent my dark hours in there, trying to survive.
I wiped my tears. I clenched my fists and heaved out, no matter what Amelia did to me. I couldn’t find in my heart to hate her. I know where she was coming from anyway. I decided to go down for lunch. I made sure that my eye bags were not that visible. For sure, my dad will be pissed if he finds out Amelia lays her hands on me.
“What took you so long?” I mimicked what he said and rolled my eyes up. Amelia is not on the dining table.
“Sorry, your Highness,” I said sar
