It hurts.
Why does it hurt?
I glare at her tear-streaken eyes as she tries to convince Dad that she doesn't belong here. But I am not angry because she calls me a piece of s**t. I am angry because she doesn't want to be my sister.
I don't like her. She is too weak, always crying, always trying to seduce me and now seducing my Dad. So, why does it hurt when she says it?
Funny, right?
Well, I am confused and I find it funny and can't stop myself from laughing at myself.
“Mia, didn't you always want to go to a prestigious private school?” Celine sits up and starts saying.
To my surprise, Mia shudders then blinks as if Celine's words are electrons changing through her system. Her fierceness disappears, leaving her docile and shivering again. She doesn't get that jittery with Dad. I
