NovelEnglish'Why do they look so different when they're sisters?' Thalia could tell people were thinking this question from the way they looked at them without it being spoken aloud.
She, too, wondered why life seemed so unfair. Why beauty and intelligence were bestowed upon her sister while she seemed to have nothing. She could not stand living with her sister and father any longer. Every ther father spoke, it was always about how excellent her sister was, how kind she was.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, Thalia did not want to accept Claudia's kindness. Why should she accept everything Claudia had and be patronized by it? In Thalia's eyes, Claudia was simply trying to show off to her.
Not only could Claudia finish her homework in a short time, but she could also effortlessly organize Thalia's schedule and find the most effective study materials for her. Was that not blatantly showing off? Just like when they were kids, whenever they went out wearing identical princess dresses, adults would only want to speak to the prettier Claudia. They would praise Claudia, saying what a beautiful little girl she was and how she would surely grow up to be a stunning beauty. However, when their gaze fell on Thalia's face, they would reluctantly comment that she was cute.
'How great would my life be if I were like Claudia,' Thalia thought countless times since she was young.
Even though they were sisters, their lives were like night and day. Why was she always the ugly duckling who could not transform into a swan? Thalia stood beneath a towering banyan tree, feeling reluctant to return home, yet uncertain of where else she could go. The city was vast, but there seemed to be no place where she could find peace.
As soon as she returned home, she would have to endure her father's endless nagging and comparison to her sister. She had had enough. The more she thought about it, the more she could not hold back her tears. The grievances she never showed in front of them overwhelmed her like a tsunami when she was alone.
"Why are they treatinglike this?" Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she did not expect someone to suddenly offer her a handkerchief. She was startled; the person was tall and dressed in a school uniform with an air of nobility.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's so late. You should be at home. What are you doing here?" asked the boy.
Thalia felt a bit puzzled; the boy seemed to know her. She took the handkerchief somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Thank you, I..." "What happened? Why are you crying so much? Your eyes have even gotten swollen." Thalia laughed self-deprecatingly. "So what if my eyes are swollen? Nobody cares aboutanyway." "It doesn't matter if nobody cares about you. What matters most is that you care about yourself," replied the boy.
Thalia stared at him blankly. "Are you... are you also not happy?" "No," he replied calmly. "Anyway, just remember that no one is more important than yourself. You have to learn to love yourself first before you can expect others to love you." Thalia nodded blankly. S~EaRch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
At that moment, he turned to face her directly. She felt like he was radiating light, like a knight in shining armor who had cto save her from her wretched life.
"No one has ever said anything like that to me. I've always taken them victim route," she confessed.
The boy chuckled disdainfully when he heard that. "As long as you know was what you want, why bother about others' opinions?" "But my life has always been e comparing myself to others. I v.ne always fall short compared to them. Can really not care about others' opinions?" X
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