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Aurelia’s hand that was holding the needle and thread paused.
Helene snuggled the pillow with her face intimately, swaying it gently and humming a lullaby as if she was really
lulling a baby to sleep.
“My baby is a girl…” she talked to herself, then smiled at Aurelia. “A very pretty girl!”
Aurelia felt a pinch in her nose.
Before she came to Southeast Aciatic, she did not know that girls could be pampered so much. She thought of her
parents when in fact, her impression of the two of them was already blurry.
Before she was ten years old, the family of three had crammed in the dark, dirty, and damp basement. Even if a
single penny was left at home, her father would take it for alcohol and drugs. Their source of income had been her
mother’s prostitution.
Aurelia remembered that her mother would dress scantily and stand by the streets even when it was in the middle
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof the winter, making sexy giggles that made one’s hair stand on end.
The two of them did not really care about her. They would toss her some food each day, as simple as if they were
feeding a cat or a dog.
What they would say the most was—”What’s the point of raising a girl? Money wasting!”
As expected, they abandoned a “liability” like her not too long after, leaving her to fend for herself in that
basement…
Aurelia could not help her tears when she recalled her past, her tears falling on the small garment in her hands.
“W-What’s wrong?” Helene looked confused.
Aurelia wiped her tears away and quickly apologized, “Sorry, Princess Lene… I dirtied the clothes…”
Helene did not seem to mind the clothing as her gaze stayed on Aurelia.
“Why are you crying?”
Aurelia forced a smile and shook her head.
“Are you… hungry?”
“No.”
“Then what’s wrong? Tell me!”
Aurelia looked at her. The woman was not lucid, but she seemed decent to be a listener. She could not understand
it anyway and would not spread the word. Aurelia was also pent up with emotions and needed to vent.
“I…” Aurelia bit her lips and said softly, “I suddenly thought of my parents.”
Helene tilted her head to look at her quietly.
“They abandoned me long ago, and I don’t feel much for them… Hah, you know, my parents weren’t home one
day when I was seven. One went to get drugs, and the other went to the motel. They locked me in the room when
they went out, and the basement caught fire that night…
“Luckily, my father was cheap, and the door lock was of bad quality. I could open the door by pushing hard, and I
escaped!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAurelia was smiling, but there was a dull ache in her heart. She continued to embroider the butterfly but felt
warmth on her wrist a while later.
“Your Highness…”
Aurelia looked up and realized that Helene was staring at her. It was only then she realized not only did they have
the same color of hair, but they also had the same color of eyes.
“Hush, hush,” Helene muttered. “Baby, hush…”
“Your Highness, I’m not your baby.” Aurelia smiled. “The baby’s in your arms! What I have in my hands is the
clothes for your baby!”
“Baby, don’t cry!” Helene hugged Aurelia and patted her back gently.
Aurelia was shocked, and her instinct was to struggle free, but the moment she was in Helene’s arms, she longed
for the feeling.
Helene was thin, and her fingers were bony and long like withered twigs. The smallest-sized robe looked big on her.
To be honest, it was hard and uncomfortable in her embrace, but Aurelia was reluctant to leave.
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