Her Husbands

as of the last remainings of my mother, whom she loved more than anything. My eyes twinkled with bliss as flowers danced with touches of breeze. "Hazel!" I sighed. Why does this prec

acres of land and villages all over the world, each in a different country, filled with expensive nothings. The money and fame he had could be easily seen. This luxurious castle was an example itself which was elegantly filled with expensive types of furniture and decorations. Isabella and Tiana weren't my father's blood-related daughters but he was closer to them. Their beauty and elegance were considered to be the most beautiful in my father's world. They had their mother's light green eyes and pale skin, with tall and lean physiques, unlike mine. I was always a left-out one. My father preferred them over me. And as time flew I accepted the fact that love couldn't be snatched. And I found ways to keep myself happy in the little garden outside the mansion. "She's such a disgrace to our family." Isabella scoffed. My nostrils flared as I prepared myself to give her a reply to her comment but then my subconsciousness stopped me. "Margaret!" Gaia said snapping her fingers. "Help her wear something better than what she's wearing now. She'll disgrace her father if she dressed like this in the evening." "Why is she even invited? She's not the one who's going to marry any of them." Tiana said, puckering her lips in the mirror before applying rose tint to her lips. I rolled my eyes. It wasn't like I was going to marry any of them. "Mind your tongue, Tiana. Don't create any nuisance till the event is over." Reina sighed in disappointment as she helped Isabella fix her dress. I eyed the red fabric Isabelle wore, the sequins glimmered with light and the tight, body-hugging dress looked amazing at her, which suddenly made me conscious of myself. I averted my eyes in frustration as Margaret grabbed my hand and led me a few feet away from them. I was not the eldest child but I was still elder than Tiana and Ruby, but no man ever asked for my hand in marriage. It was not like I was ever introduced to one. I was always kept hidden behind four walls of my room, only Isabella, Ruby and Tiana were considered true daughters of my father. And even though Liana was my real sister, she was also welcomed on occasions such as balls, proposals, and events. But I was never. Irene and Soni were still underaged. I stared at myself in the mirror as Margaret tugged down my soil-covered dress. "Pathetic." I heard Tiana loud and clear as others snickered after her but I turned them off. I was not like any of them but still, I loved myself. I was not tall but I was happy with whatever I had. But my mother dearest was against that. She would always make sure to make me feel low and unhappy. "Get her ready, Margaret. Make sure she looks decent enough to not ruin her father's reputation." By the time Margaret fetch the dress for me, Isabelle was already ready, Tiana was fixing her tiara and Irene and Some were standing beside each other fixing their faces. "How about this one?" Margaret asked me as she held up one of the pink-coloured dresses. It was indeed beautiful with long sheer sleeves and a deep low neck. "Come on, girls, I need to prepare you before the evening ball," Irene said as Isabella rolled her eyes and followed Tiana and Irene. Ruby stopped as she walked toward me and I smiled softly. "I am sorry-" "Stop it, Ruby! For how long will you keep apologising for her actions. It is not your fault." I said. Ruby frowned. "I just wish...she would stop doing this." I rolled my eyes. Ruby chuckled as she hugged me and whispered sweet nothings into my ear before following after her sisters. Just as Irene left with her daughters, Liana peeked inside the room and believe me I was never this happy. "Lia!" I exclaimed as I hugged her. "Come on, sweet pea. Get ready before Mother-" "How many times do I have to remind you, she's not our mother." I rolled my eyes at her. Liana was such a girl who sees good in everyone and, I saw real in everyone. Despite the bad Irene does, Liana always seems to forgive her but I, I can never forgive her. She had done nothing to earn my forgiveness. I was not forgiving like my sister. "As I said earlier, I wish not to quarrel with you over something irrelevant. What're you going to wear?" She asked as I rummage through the whole damn closet. This was not just a closet, it was something that only royals had to assess. It contains ball gowns, sparkling dresses, beautiful pieces of jewellery, everything a girl needed. My eyes sparkled as I found what I was looking for. "Something unexpected." I said as Liana frowned. "What do you mean-oh! Well, you'll look beautiful in this." I smiled as a nostalgic feeling engulfed me. Of course, I would. **** My eyes landed on the very familiar face of my father as Isabella and Tiana were clinging to his either arms. They were a few feet away from me and I was able to hear everything. "Look at my beautiful daughters." He said with pride dancing in his black eyes. "I am so proud of you girls." "Honey," Irene smiled brightly as she embraced his torso before placing a kiss on his cheek. She pointed toward her daughters, "Aren't they beautiful? See how beautifully they've grown." "They are your daughters, nothing less is expected from them either," he smiled as he kissed her lips. "Where are my daughters?" He asked and I nearly rolled my eyes. Now he remembers. "All of them are here," Irene said. "Hazel, Liana, Irene. Where are Hazel and Liana?" He clarified. Irene rolled her eyes. "They must be somewhere acting like a brat-" But before she could complete it, I decided to grace them with my presence. Liana tried to grab my arm but I beat her to it and instead grab hers before she could retaliate. I side-stepped from my hidden spot and walked toward them. Isabella's eyes widened as Irene looked angrily at me. The golden dress was flowing behind me elegantly as I smiled brightly at him. "There are my girls!" Father said excitedly as he quickly approached me. I glanced at Irene as her jaw clenched looking disapprovingly at me. "You look stunning, Hazel. Just like your mother." He said taking my face in his hands as he kissed my head softly. "Thank you, Father." I smiled at him as he walked me over to another side of the room. I glanced, over my shoulder and smiled at Irene. "Liana, my love." He said as he embraced Liana as looked down at her lovingly. Her soft curved enhanced in a silver sequinned ball gown, diamond jewellery complimenting her flawless complexion and her hairs braided at her sides. She looked mesmerising as he green eyes looked at him. "Hazel," Father said getting my attention. "Yes, father," I said looking at him. "Just for tonight." He said and looked at him confused. "Tonight it's very important for me. Be considerate to your mother and sisters. Don't create any trouble." I frowned. He sighed. "Hazel-" "I understand, father." I quickly slipped through his arms and walked past him. I heard him sigh as I moved away from him. I looked aroun