Barbie dropped her spoon slowly since the look on her mother's face speaks of nothing but evil.
"What are you up to mommy?" She asked in her cute little voice.
"I feel bad when you give me those stares, I am your mother you should trust me but you trust Mirabel more," she stated with an angry expression.
"That is not true, I trust you I just don't want you to do something bad," she replied.
"Are you saying you have a bad mommy?" Chloe asked. "No... I was just...." Barbie trailed off since she was short of words.
"You are unbelievable," she scoffed in disbelief. "Don't say that mommy," Barbie pleaded.
"What were you poisoned with?" Chloe inquired and Barbie scratch her temple out of confusion.
"I was not poisoned," she replied innocently. "Yes, you were. You are not the same daughte
