That night Angelina had a nightmare again.

Her vision was blurry but it soon began to clear up.

"Huh? This is my bedroom..." She looked around and found that she was in her bedroom. Then her gaze fell on a weeping girl with silver hair.

The girl looked frail and weak, she also had bruises on her arms and legs.

She was crying.

Her knees were red as if she had been kneeling for quite a while and there was a palm mark on her neck.

"Was she choked...?" Angelina walked towards her and she could see the little girl clearer now.

Silver hair and golden eyes. It was...Angelina?

"Is this the original Angelina...?"

The weeping Angelina looked to be around only three to four years old.

"Oh my lord....why is she covered in bruises..!?"

Her nose was also bleeding, as if it had been punched.

"Was the original Angelina abused!?"

Then suddenly, the door made a loud "bang" sound and someone came in.

"Oh...her..." Even though she looked younger, Angelina could still reconize the person at a glance. It was non other than Evelina.

"Why are you still kneeling!? Are you waiting for someone to find you? Gonna tell on me?" She approached little Angelina.

"Look what we have here~ you look horrible! Just like a homeless person!" Evelina began to mock the original Angelina.

'this dirty pig...' Angelina clenched her fist and gritted her teeth in disgust.

Then little Evelina grabbed little Angelina's hair and began to slap her.

"Sob...sob...please...stop...big sniff sniff..sis...I'm sorry..!" Little Angelina cried and begged for mercy.

"Shut up! You ruined my doll and your gonna pay for it!" As she spoke, little Evelina to get even angrier.

Angelina then looked at a teared up doll on the floor near little Angelina. The doll's head and body was separated.

"Boohoo...it wasn't Lina's fault...sis...y-you...sob..sob..refused to let go.....I didn't mean to...ah!" Little Angelina was suddenly thrown to the floor.

"Shut up!! That was mine! Who told you to steal it!?" Evelina shouted ferociously.

"Lina didn't steal dolly....lina found dolly on the floor...."

"I don't care!! You still took her!!! I'll make you pay for this!!!!" Little Evelina then angrily left.

'how could she do that to a 4 year old!? It was just a doll anyway...she has hundred of other dolls!' Angelina stared at the door with eyes full of hatred. How did that evil woman manage to win the hearts of all the people....

Angelina stared at the crying little girl.

'i didn't know the original Angelina used to be treated like this....I wonder how many secrets that ugly pig is hiding behind that innocent act...'

Then everything began to turn blurry again and Angelina woke up.

It was still late. The sky was still dark and the mansion was filled with silence.

Angelina tried to go back to sleep but she couldn't. She got up and left her room to get some fresh air.

She went out with a white robe to cover her nightgown.

The halls were dark and silent. It gave off a creepy and lonely feel. But Angelina felt at peace.

It was dead silent. All she could hear was her breathing and her footsteps.

Then she heard footsteps that weren't hers approaching her.

Angelina stopped and stared at the direction of the footsteps.

There she saw a young man. He looked to be around 15 to 16 years old

She was shocked at his condition.

He was covered in scars and bruises.

He looked quite frail and sickly, but he carried a mysterious and cold aura.

His head was down, so he didn't see Angelina yet. He only stopped when Angelina's foot came into his view.

"Ah!" He finally raised his head and met Angelina's eyes.

Angelina was slightly confused because she didn't believe there was a male servant who looked like him.

They both just stood there. Frozen. Staring at each other's eyes.

Angelina was finally able to see his face clearly.

The young man had a handsome face. However due to his bruised body, it was hard to see his good looking appearence.

Due to the scars and malnourished body, Angelina was able to identify him as a slave.

"Who's your master?" Angelina asked him, breaking the silence.

"........"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

"I-.......this slave belongs to the first miss..."

'hm...it seems wherever I go...I can never escape that disgusting name...' Angelina turned cold. She was sick or hearing Evelina's name over and over again.

Seeing Angelina's cold eyes, the young man lowered his head.

"Hm....do you have a name? If so, what is your name?"

"This slave has been given the name. This slave's name is Eric."

"Very well. I will return. You should as well. It's not good for a slave to be wandering around mansion." Angelina said.

"This slave understands" Eric lowered his head even more, then after a moment of silence, left.

When Eric left, Angelina felt a wave of relief. For some reason she felt strange around him.

She turned around and walked towards the direction of her bedroom. As soon as she went back to her bedroom, Angelina went to bed and fell asleep.

*******

The next day

"Creak--" the wooden door opened. A figure of a beautiful girl could be seen.

Eric who was sleeping on the ground woke up immediately. He slept in a small and unused room. This was the room he was spending most of his life in.

"Eric" a delicate and cute voice could be heard by the girl's mouth. Although the voice sounded cute and delicate, it also sounded threatening.

Eric immediately got up and kneeled in front of the beautiful young girl.

"Yes master"

"Tsk!" Evelina gritted her teeth and kicked Eric on the nose.

Due to Eric's weak state, the kick was able to make him fall on his back.

"Useless!" Evelina let out her frustrations.

"I should've left you where I found you! Your completely useless!"

Eric said nothing. He covered his bleeding nose with his palm and took all the horrible words Evelina was spouting.

Eric's eyes were empty. He had been stuck in this hell for half of his life. What happened today was nothing out of the ordinary.

"I'm sorry, master" Eric kneeled.

"...." Looking at Eric's pityful appearence, Evelina only got angrier.

"Have you found a way!?"

"No master..."

Evelina was so angry and frustrated that she smiled.

She bent down and placed her hand on Eric's cheek, caressing it gently.

"Sorry Eric....did I hurt you..? You know I'm doing this because I care... Keep working hard, alright..?" Evelina said in a gentle tone.

Eric stayed silent.

Evelina frowned. She left after warning Eric once again.

"If you can't find a way by tonight... don't be expecting any food for the next few days." Evelina said. She closed the door after she left.