Isabella Grace Thompson: A kind girl who has been through so much but still tries to live her life fully. She lost her parents and spent her childhood being beaten and abused. She never had anything easy in her life.
Alexander Ensor Knight: A succe...
Ugh! I groaned as I again woke up in my room with a massive headache and sore ribs from last night's beatings. I don't know why they hate me. They were supposed to be my family after my parents' death but I guess we don't get everything we wish. I glanced around me and my eyes widened seeing the time. It was 7:00 in the morning and if I don't hurry I once again have to take the beatings. You see I am basically the maid of this house and I have to do all the chores of the house from cleaning to cooking to washing everything and if I don't do anything of the above, I am beaten. Well they don't really need any reason to beat me, it depends on their mood. So ignoring the pain in my ribs I took the shower and got ready for the day. I wore an old blue jeans and a cute yellow top with ruffles on the top.
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Isabella's bedroom
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Isabella's clothes
I quickly went in the kitchen and thanked God that no one was awake yet. So I quickly started on breakfast. I made pancakes, waffles, coffee for my uncle, lemon tea for my aunt and green tea for Vanessa and kept it on the dining table. I myself had a quick cup of coffee. As I was cleaning the kitchen counter, I heard some footsteps. It was my uncle and aunt. He was wearing a dark colored suit and my aunt was wearing a dark fitted green dress from some famous brand which was too short and it looked like her breasts will come out of the dress with one wrong move.
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Thompson's kitchen
They came and directly sat on the table and started eating their breakfast. I hope they won't notice me and I'd quickly go out of the house without any beating but I was wrong. A I was leaving, my aunt called me to wake my cousin up. You see my cousin hates me just like her parents do. After my parent's death, they had to take me in because they are the only known relatives and they wanted to gain positive publicity by adopting a poor orphan girl.
I go upstairs and see Vanessa is sleeping and by looking at her I am sure that she came home drunk. Sighing, I wake her up and start cleaning her full pink room that she demanded on her 20th birthday.
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Vanessa's bedroom
As she goes into the bathroom, I quickly go down and I was leaving when my uncle called me in the room and said, "Tonight very important clients of mine are coming home for dinner at 7 and I expect you on your best behaviour and dress something which is not slutty like you. We know that you are one but they don't need to know. Unlike you we have some class. Now get lost!" After saying yes sir I quickly go to the cafe 'Beans and Cream' where I work. It is like my safe heaven. I go in and smelt familiar smell of coffee and cakes. 'Beans and Cream' is owned and run by a sweet couple Mary and John Russo. They are Italian and moved to New York when they were young. They are too cute and treat me like their own kid.
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Beans and Cream café
I quickly go inside, tie my apron and start working. As I am working I see John coming out of the kitchen and greeted me. I don't see Mary anywhere so I ask him, "Where is Mary?" "She is gone to visit her family in Miami" John said. I nod in understanding and we both start our respective work.
