Estarossa’s POV
I finally calmed down a few hours after drinking my medicine. “I pray that once I get rid of her, then all of these voices will finally stop.” I whispered to myself. I felt another slight ping in my chest. It happens anytime I really think about Jasmine. As a twin I actually wished that things were different. That we could have had a good relationship with one another, but fate was cruel. Mother and father loved her more. The village thought of her as the most wondrous thing to bless the clan. All of it started that day so many years ago. I laid down in my bed and went to sleep thinking about how Jasmine took everything from me.
Flashback~
(Jasmine and Estarossa are six years old)
I woke up near the crack of dawn. ‘It is our birthday.’ I thought with excitement. I rush
