Lonely In The World
Language: en
Since I was young, my mother said I was a competitive child. Whatever my twin sister, Luna Bloom had, I would want to have one too. Even when Luna was having medicine, I would steal a sip as well. My mother always protected Luna as she felt sorry for her. “Petra, you’ve been competitive since you were in my womb. It’s because you took all the nutrients when you were a fetus that Luna is this weak today. Why are you still snatching things from her now?” I suppressed my tears and lifted my chin defiantly. It was because I knew that if I did not fight for what was mine, I would…