Mia is a beautiful and innocent girl. Two years of her schooling have passed like this.
She lived with her grandmother in a small village for eleven years. Then, when her grandmother died, she went to her parents' where her three younger and two older siblings were already present.
Here, too, she would do all her own chores, and in a very small triangle-like room on the top roof of the house, she would roll up the spare parts and lay a clean sheet on an old single bed. After many years of cleaning the room which was used as a*****e, she was able to live in it and started living there alone. The other siblings lived together with their parents in the lower part of the house.
The house had three rooms, one for Mrs. Clara and the other for James. The other two are her siblings. When she arrived, she made her home without bothering anyone. If there was no agreement between her siblings, then there was no enmity. Even with that, everyone's attitude was normal. No love was shown, no a***e was shown.
And that was so much for her.
At school, she used to hear different kinds of satirical sentences. By the time she finished school, she was getting small notes with upside-down sentences written on them.
"Cinderella, where is your fairy mother?"
“Did Cinderella invite the prince to the ballroom?”
“What is the size of your sandals, Cinderella?”
“Cinderella, where did your bird friends go?”
Now her college has started. She was happy that maybe this time everyone would have forgotten. After winter break, she came to college hoping for a fresh start, but no one forgot her. She was imprinted on everyone's mind. Here, too, she proved to be a cowardly girl. She started crying over everything. Even then, something like this happened.
Leaving home, she was walking with her head bowed when a group of college girls came in front of her and blocked her way.
"Listen Cinderella, did Step Mama hit you today too?" She hid her face in the old ugly boat and entered the college with her head bowed.
"Cinderella, did you do the housework?" In another wicked voice, she started backing away to avoid the girls circling around her.
"Cinderella, did you give your new shoes to the prince?"
"Cinderella, your prince must be looking for you." A girl snatched her bag and separated it from her. She started crying.
"Ohh ..." They all left her crying and moved on. Thick tears began to shine on her waxy cheeks.
"Do you need help?" She heard a voice. She quickly pulled the hood over her face and hid her crying face.
"I am fine. Thank you," she said, bowing her head. The boy standing in front put his hand in the pocket of his jacket and smiled.
She passed by him and walked towards her class. He kept following.
Some students stopped and saw that he was unknown to everyone. He was not from this college.
All the while in college, she had a strange feeling, as if someone was staring at her from all over her being. When college was over, she took quick steps, got on the college bus and went home.
As she approached the house, she jumped off the bus and ran towards the house. The red eyes had followed her for a long time.
~Time skip
Three weeks later
Nowadays, she was startled by deep sleep, the rustle in her hair wrapped her existence in the captivity of fear, and then she sat up with the startled color in her sleepy pink eyes. The lonely room used to give her peace and contentment before today, but now it is the same room that is frightening her.
Her eyes fell on the painting stand in the corner of the room which a few days earlier her older sister, tired of the hobby, had thrown into the store and she picked it up.
Mia, who was always alone, just needed work to pass the time. Raising her head, she suppressed the strange feeling, set up a stand and started painting.
The strange personality that she had seen in her childhood dreams was completely ingrained in her mind that she was painting his picture and when she finished it, she walked away. When she left, there was a tall monster in a black robe on canvas, whose face was not clear, but the blood-colored diamond attached to the exact place of his chest in his robe was shining brightly.
Chris was stunned to see her movements. How did this little girl sketch the ruler of a completely different world? A wave of fear spread through his being and flames flashed through his red eyes.
With a faint sigh, he approached the painting with questioning eyes.
She felt someone's presence again as she looked back and forth. Chris was looking right behind her at the reflection of Lord Reesan.
His eyes were wide with fear.