"What are आप doing!? Don't you
know that the dishes should've
been washed AGES ago?"
Orihime looked up fearfully at her
stepsister, her body shaking. Aoiko,
her atrocious stepsister, slapped
her sharply across her cheek,
knocking Orihime into the table.
The force shook the table, sending
the vase tumbling to the floor,
breaking the beautiful container
into dangerous shards. "Clean this
mess up! या you'll have double the
work tomorrow!" Aoiko smirked
when Orihime whispered a small
"Yes sister" and began to clean the
floor. -If only I was in a different
home with kinder sisters and a
sweeter mother, then maybe...