Hera
I smile at Lily's antics.
" Do you need to ask? You always fool me." Mason replies and Lily bursts out laughing. She throws herself into Mason's arms and he twirls her around. I watch as the father and daughter duo embrace and my heart squeezes.
Seeing them sends my mind to when my father was still alive. He used to carry me around, calling me his precious little princess. He is the only person who treated me like I was the most important person in his life. Things changed after he passed away when I was twelve. The happy and free spirited Hera disappeared with his death.
My mother prefers my sister over me, the fatso. She would call me all sorts of names. At first it hurt, until it didn't anymore or at least that's what I wanted to believe.
Seeing Mason play happily with his
