I know that. I know that. I know, I know, I know. Like convergent evolution. But parents are supposed to love their children. All of them. Not just one, especially not when they were always together. I'm the necromancer. ME. Not her. ME. I was the one that kept that fucking con going. Everything they had after our birth was because of me. Everything she had was because of me. I had to make myself look weak to make her look better.
"What a great necromancer the Crown Princess was." "How lucky that the Third House had such a strong heir." "Look at her; she's not even breaking a blood sweat. Such talent... unlike the other princess. Someone should pick her up off the floor. It's embarrassing."
Then I prove them all wrong and what does that get me? Thrust into another family that doesn't want me. Ignored. With another sister that gets dotted on. It's no different here. I'm still not a real part of the family.
i tried, i tried, and it's never enough, so why bother. why bother. everyone will hate me in the end. they always do.
Fuck, Alina, I'm surrounded by everyone's thoughts, feelings, pain, pleasure, and I feel so fucking alone. I miss you. I'm sorry.
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"What a great necromancer the Crown Princess was."
"How lucky that the Third House had such a strong heir."
"Look at her; she's not even breaking a blood sweat. Such talent... unlike the other princess. Someone should pick her up off the floor. It's embarrassing."
Then I prove them all wrong and what does that get me? Thrust into another family that doesn't want me. Ignored. With another sister that gets dotted on. It's no different here. I'm still not a real part of the family.
i tried, i tried, and it's never enough, so why bother. why bother. everyone will hate me in the end. they always do.
Fuck, Alina, I'm surrounded by everyone's thoughts, feelings, pain, pleasure, and I feel so fucking alone. I miss you. I'm sorry.