EZRA
"Christmas is almost here. Finally!" Aireen chirped with a different kind of enthusiasm in her voice. She started prancing around Ezra's room, helping her clean up while Ezra sat on the edge of her window sill and stared out.
The wind was chilly but it felt pleasant. It had turned into a routine for her to sit there at the end of the day. She let out a sigh, not realizing the reason behind Aireen's happiness but she was curious. How can someone be that happy being a part of this mansion?
But later she understood that things were specially made difficult for Ezra as a "punishment". Or that the others were already used to it and she was the only one still trying to fit in. It was everything she had never imagined would happen to her. Her journey from riches to rags. From a future CE
