47. The painful past

Crystal froze on the spot before letting out a cackle.

"In as much as it is unbelievable, there's nothing I can do if some bastard suddenly appears, claiming to be my parents.

There's no feeling attached. Since the first day the orphanage principal gave me the name ‘Crystal’, I've already accepted my fate as an orphan.

a bastardly bitch child. A sin. A useless thing who should not have been born. Well, that was until you were deported to the orphanage from Italy.

Eléonor, you really have no idea how I felt the first day I met you. It was like I was seeing a shadow of myself in you.

And the moment I saw you defend yourself from those bullies despite the fact that you were so thin and bony, Like a piece of paper that could be easily blown away, Unlike the timid and fearful me,

I wanted to be like you. I wanted to be strong and confident like you. And the very first day I saw a determined look on your face, I knew something big was about to happen."

"So you decided to tail behind me, huh?