P R O L O G U E

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~Lift up your head princess,
if not the crown falls~

"What f*cking Royalty? Who even is she?"

"Just the infamous brothers another whore!"

"No! It's not true. They treat this trashcan like a sister."

"Oh c'mon. She is a trash. A piece of garbage and always will be!"

"Hah! Don't you know that Victor had picked her up from the garbage?"

"Wow! In real though?! The trash petname sounds better to match with her personality!"

"She's some cheap slut!"

"I know really!"

"Ugh! Look at her hair and the way she dress like some beggar. Gross!"

"I don't know why Victor even decided to take this trashcan in his house."

"He might be the sexy billionaire but lack a piece of br-"

The sick whisper paused abruptly and every person sucked a deep breath in.

For a moment, those typical highschoolers forgot that whispers always reaches in everyone's ear including the one you are talking about.

Every whisper is fine. Myra simply showed like she never cared about them. It was a lie though. Her heart was also sensitive.

But one degrading word or sign of the disrespect to her brothers, she would be ready to bring the hell without any second thought.

Myra craned her neck slightly to give them a side-way, silent glance. She remained quiet like always. Her face carried no emotion and her silence always managed to trigger something bad.

A heartbeat later, she finally averted her gaze and started moving across the hallway. Tears kept brimming at the edges of her eyes but she never let anyone show.

Her boney arms crossed over her chest as she stared at the beautiful sunset in silence. A small sigh escaped her lips when a warm and comforting, familiar hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Why is my Princess looking so sad?" Victor asked in a hushed tone.

Just as he expected, tears started lining down her adorable chubby cheeks. He pulled her petite body closer to his side by wrapping his big muscular arm around her small waist.

"Why is the world so mean?" She asked timidly.

His lips curled up in a small smile and he replied.

"They are mean because they are jealous of you. They want to be in your place."

"But they call me trash and ugly! Why would they want to be a piece of garbage?" Myra asked, her voice sounded distant.

"They lie, Princess! Don't you believe in my words?" Victor tilted his head to look in her eyes.

"I do!" She replied without a hesitation.

"Good!"

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