Lilly...
Tears stopped scrolling below my eyes. There was no more strength left in me no more. Harry and mom's fight has long died but my mother and her heartless words still rang in my ears.
I could never understand why she hated me so much?
And most importantly, how could she hate her own flesh?
Was not I her own daughter?
Hadn't she nurtured me inside her womb for nine months?
She did, right. Then why have I become a monster of her life. Why did she loathe me?
I don't look so bad. Nor do I have scars on my face. I agree I don't have red hair like her but dark brown hair however that doesn't mean I was not hers.
Ever since I gained my maturity, I saw my mother being biased. She loved Harry more than me. She showed him extra care whereas I was left to grow on my own.
I am
