The Secrets Songstress
"Yes, Belle," I replied, trying to keep my voice stead
alice. "Oh, Fluffy is gone," she said, relishing my growi
pmother had something to do with Fluffy's sudden absence sent a wave of dread washing
swer from my stepmother. Belle's cruel revelation had awakened a fiery determinatio
down my spine. In a voice as chilly as the evening breeze, she uttered the words that pierced my heart like a
e pain of betrayal was a weight that threatened to crush me. M
! It's only a cat," Lady C
" I ask while crying. "That cat was my loyal companio
our family, don't be so s
er. My heart heavy and torn, I dashed out of the house and into the night. As I ran
merchants and traders if they had seen a cat, my beloved Fluffy. The realization that my p
iar furry form. There, I saw my dearest Fluffy locked in a cage. Relief washed ove
luffy to anyone, please?" I pl
ion in my eyes. "Okay, I will give you five da
fort amid my despair. I knew Mr. Falco. Over the years, I interact
with Fluffy. "It's time for me to talk wit
la stands before her stepmother, Lady Clarissa, her eyes filled with anger and sadness.
could you sell Mr. Fluffy?"
cold, disdainful smile,
ght you'd be thrilled to be rid of that ma
until now. I shouted at her. "Mr. Fluffy was not a nuisance! He was my only friend,
row, intrigued by
y know about me and my feel
dered what happened to our servants and our belongings! Then I realize
ssion hardens, and he
intaining the lifestyle I deserve. Luxur
able to contain my
ld have had, the love and companionship stolen from me? You've trample
om her chair, standing
ury, of being admired and desired, that's what
determination as I mee
o life than empty luxuries and hollow admiration. There's love, compassion, and the bond
mark. She was so furious that she slapped me in the face, an
moner's child! I took you in, and this is how you repay me? I
er, but I'm every bit my father's daughter. He was a man of honor, love, and co
emotion as my stepm
said, "You insolent girl!
ken enough from me. I won't let you take an
embling finger
this house and
ck, tears stream
er. Maybe it's time to leave behind the emptiness
he room, leaving my step
pensive garments clashing with the emptiness surrounding her. In her furious isolation
sion because I have nowhere else to go, but