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 Over the years, I had been subjected to all types of mental, verbal, and physical abuse all at he hands of my so called real family. As punishment for the bracelet, my mother forced me to sleep in a small storage closet for a room. Still, through it all, I held on to hope

 that one day my family would finally love me. I remained quiet and humble, never wavering or arguing. I learned defending myself in this family meant nothing. Neither did elerating, in school, although an outcast, I received immacte grades. Something like

 that would normally be celebrated, but in the Rochester household, I was used of

 trying to overshadow my sister.

 Still, that didn’t stop them from using my showoff skills whenever it suited them. From

 When I was five, I fell in love with the instrument so my adoptive mother brought me one and paid for me to get lessons. Over the years, my skills had be immacte, my tutor was convinced I was some prodigy. Although they refused to pay for my lessons, I

 still managed to practice on my own.

 The year I turned 16, Rochesters and Brooks agreed their son Jonathan would marry one of the Rochester girls. Naturally, I thought it would be Olivia as everyone knew how much Jonathan loved her. His grandfather, however, preferred for it to be me. Something about “keeping the bloodlines pure.” Because no matter how they all loved her, the reality was, Olivia was not their biological child.

 I’ll never forget the day I overheard Jonathan ranting about having to marry me.

 “It’s not fair!!! I hate her! Why do I have to marry that stupid outsider just because my grandfather says so!” 

 I held my head against the wall, constantly being med for something out of my control, that had be second nature for them. I could hear my brothers agreeing with him.

 “Yeah, it’s not fair! Everyone knows how much you and Livie love each other! Your grandfather is wrong!” 

 Noah said in ager as he mmed his hand on the table.

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 “Yeah it’s not right! We don’t even know her and all of sudden she gets to move into a life of luxury and steal Livie’s life!”

 Hearing Cole say those words felt like acid to my ears. ‘Life of luxury‘, where? Surly they didn’t consider sleeping in a cold storage room wearing hand me down clothes while constantly being abused was some type of luxury living. If they did, I’d most certainly

 trade my life with them in an instant! The servants lived better than me!

 Suddenly, Olivia chimed in.

 “It’s okay everyone, for the family, we have to what’s required. Even if it means watching the 

 man I love marry someone else.”

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 Like magic, the waterworks immediately came running down her face. Like the three stooges plus one, my brothers and Jonathan all ran over tofort Olivia.

 “Don’t cry Livie! I hate to see you cry!” 

 Brian pleaded.

 “It’s okay Livie! Even if my grandfather does force me to marry her, I promise! I’ll only love 

 you!!” 

 Done hearing the world’s crappiest home videos, I decided to make my way to my room. As I passed them all, I could feel my brothers and Jonathan burning holes in my back. Suddenly, Jonathan stood up, fury in his eyes.

 “Grd! I don’t care what my grandfather says, I’ll only ever love Olivia! Even if we do marry, I’ll never love you!” 

 He spat his words at me as if I’d asked. As I turned to leave, Olivia spoke up.

 “Jonnie, calm down. It’s not Grd’s fault.” 

 In an instant, all the rage that was in Jonathan’s eyes disappeared. Rubbing Olivia’s head, he hugged and kissed her. As I turned to look at them, I could see the slight smug smile on her face. Without saying a word, I headed towards my room, that’s when I heard Brian

 say,

 “It is her faut! She should have never been found!” 

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 After we married, Jonathan stayed true to his word. He never showed me an ounce of love, not even on my wedding day. That day, we signed the documents and then he left to spend the day with Olivia.

 “Olivia is sad about this, you know how much she means to me. I have to go <ifort her!” 

 I tried to protest, but all that did was made him furious.

 “Stop being so fucking selfish!! You won alright! You’re Mrs. Brooks!” 

 mming the door shut as he left, I stood in confusion. ‘Won‘, he considered this

 winning. From that point on, any time it was something that had to do with me, Olivia would miraculously get sick, or hurt, or anxious and each time, my ‘husband‘ woulde

 running. Still, I held on to hope that if I continued to be a good wife, he finally at least

 respect me.

 That day never came, instead, all that happened was I got burned alive while my so called husband and family did nothing.

 The day of the fire, after Olivia ran into the kitchen, she asked Jonathan if she could have a moment with her sister. Not wanting to tell her no, Jonathan left to go speak with my

 brothers. As soon as the door closed, Olivia’s mask fell off.

 Sigh.

 “Oh sister, when are you going to learn, it doesn’t matter that you share their blood. The Rochesters, Jonathan, they only care about me.

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 I stared in silence as she walked near the stove, tears falling down my face. But I knew

 what she said was true.

 “It’s quite annoying you know. I thought by now you have ran away, or at the very least died… but here you are.‘

 Olivia’s voice became eerily low; she had this sardonic smile on her face sending a wave of fear down my spine.

 “Look, I’ve given you long enough to handle this on your own. Unfortunately, your time is up. I 

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 My eyes instantly widen in shock. Was she implying Jonathan was her unborn child’s father? And what did she mean my time was up? Before I could react, Olivia pulled out a small container, throwing it into the fire on the stove. Suddenly, the mes erupted. As I tried to run away, Olivia grabbed my arm and threw me towards the stove. The pot fell onto my legs burning me instantly. Olivia then let out a loud scream to mask mine. Just then, the kitchen door flew open causing the mes to re. Olivia screamed again asking Jonathan to save her. Without hesitation, he scooped her up into his arms. My brothers then ran towards the kitchen asking what happened. I could hear Jonathan yelling to call 911 for the fire. As Olivia coughed they immediately ran her out of the house. As smoke began to burn my lungs, I cursed the Rochesters and Jonathan. I swore that if given a second chance, I make sure I lived a good life while destroying theirs.

 It wasn’t until the fire department cleared out the fire that anyone even remembered I was still in the house. As the fire Marshall walked over to the ambnce where my sister was breathing from an oxygen mask, the Marshall whispered something in my husband’s ear causing his face to pale. My brothers demanded to know what the Marshall said. With his facepletely ashen, Jonathan informed them I’d been burned alive.

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