Regina stood in front of me with a little playfulness in her eyes.
Her minions suddenly gathered around like dogs who smelt sense of meat.
The first among them was, of course, Zora. Zora was the loyalest follower of Regina.
"My God. Regina, you are so kind. You even gave her such a beautiful dress!"
"Yes, I never show any kindness to that illegitimate daughter of my family. Let alone Rachel isn't biologically related to you at all."
"Our Regina is beautiful and kind."
Listening to those ass-kissers flattering to Regina, I resisted the impulse to roll my eyes with contempt. I sincerely asked, "Is it possible that I am already pretty?"
Hearing this, Regina and her followers stopped laughing.
Zora roamed over me as if she wanted to say something.
Unfortunately, beauty was an objectiv
