Seven years, two months and 28 days ago:
It was Snow White's twelfth birthday.
"How fair she is!" They say.
"What lovely ebony hair she has!"
"What a beautiful smile!"
"What a melodic voice!"
"What lush, crimson lips!"
"What gorgeous, green eyes!"
I hated it all. And I hated myself for hating it all-- it was my daughter's birthday, after all. But the only person revolving in my mind was my sister.
Emerald, who was fair, too.
Emerald, who had lovely ebony hair, too.
Emerald, who had a beautiful smile, too.
Emerald, who had a melodic voice, too.
Emerald, who had lush, crimson lips, too.
Emerald, who had gorgeous, green eyes, too.
Emerald, who would never reach her twelfth birthday.
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Not the Villain - The Evil Queen's Retelling of Snow White
Fantasy[Wattpad Featured] Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony... They all know the story of the girl whose stepmother tried to kill her thrice. I had lost everything, and now I'm just trying to take back my happily ever after. Be...
