Caroline had always been the perfect girl. She dressed perfectly, walked perfectly, talked perfectly, acted perfectly, ate perfectly. She showed up at the right place and time and was always composed, except when I successfully riled her up. I could never be her even if I tried. I never truly envied her on it. In fact, I admired that about her, but only when it didn't make me look bad.
It was an eye-opener to discover what all that had been masking.
My family wasn't perfect. We were broken and dysfunctional. I couldn't help but wonder if I was the cause of it all. My unique powers were what turned Stephanie into the ice queen she was today in a mission to protect me, and that led to a series of events that brought me here to this place and this very spot.
The weak lighting of the manor
