She's the unlove princess

She's the unlove princess

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Introduction

"I hate all of you! You all left me! You all forgot me!"

"What are you talking about, Clara? That's not true!" Papa denied my accusation against them.

"It's true, Papa! All of you have forgotten me, especially you. since you lost mom, you've completely forgotten that I'm your daughter..." My tears

Chapter 1

Nea POV

I woke up to the sun's rays that hit my face. I stepped back and made my morning routine. I wore a light blue? dress above the knee. I paired it with a dark blue stiletto.

I looked in the mirror and my eyes closed. I let it go and just put my long blue hair on. I went out and down when I walked down the hallway of the palace.

All the maids I was going through were whispering. What's new? This has always been the case with people inside the palace.

"Princess Natasha!" My forehead knelt down when I heard a loud cry.

I looked at my turn and I see a man, with a happy smile on his? lips. I will admit, he is handsome but—

"You left me." He said and suck. I looked to my left and right, and notice that no one else was here in the hallway but me, he was the maids who were whispering.

I pointed to myself and the face-to-face that I was disturbed by what it said. "I-I am?"

It nodded and I could hold my hand as I quickly avoided it.

"What's wrong Princess Natasha? 'You don't even get your hand off every time I get it right, what changed?" He said.

Now I am enlightened. I took a deep breath and hit it with a look. "Excuse me, but I'm not Natasha, I am not the crowned princess. Because I'm Nea Samantha Ludhiana, her twin." I asked for the word twin to stab its cocaine.

It's too 'oh'. "You are Princess Nea?" He said and bow down. "Forgive me Princess, I thought you were Natasha. Anyway I'm—"

"Whoever you are, I am not asking. So please leave, I don't want to see 'you look like a monkey." I raised it with eyebrows.

My forehead knelt down as it laughed. No one has ever done this when I was riding them. They are seemed to calm and think I am harmless.

And it was the first time I was laughed at so I was really annoyed with it. I quickly turned it down and walked around with my arm in hand and forced me to turn around.

I also hit the look and scolded my arms. But no luck, it's just as strong as yours.

Sh*t! This guy's a beast! I'm gossiping again. I rolled my eyes and scooped his stomach so he let me go.

I immediately teleported to the garden, where no one was quiet and no one was attracted to me. It is the place that gives me peace of mind.

I lay down on the grass and stared at the beautiful sky. I slowly closed my eyes to feel the very good I feel today.

I woke up because something was slowly leaking into my face. I wiped it and looked at the sky dark. It was raining now, so I went inside the palace and I met my brother.

I barely bowed and smiled.

"Greetings brothe—" He cut me off by saying the words that I don't want him to say.

"Don't call me brother, I don't have a sister like you Nea. Now leave and go where I can't see you..." He taught me.

"Cause this I swear Nea, in case I see you and call me brother, I will not visit you."

My heart broke into pieces and what he said. I was shocked when he's screamed. "Understand?!" He was angry.

"I-I-I, u-understand... crowned prince."I was able to harvest and hurriedly moved my room.

My tears were already blowing as I repeatedly turned my mind about what brother had said. Why are they like this? If they were to stay, they wouldn't be family.

There was a reason for Natasha to be with us because our face was together. Why is this how they treat me?

When I was spinning a corner of the aisle, cold water opened up on me. I couldn't believe the man using his power. The monkey.

"W-What?! W-What are you doing here?"

"Oh dear twin sister. It's your fault, come on because of my friend, And I told you that's not it?!" Natasha suddenly came up and approached me. Then she immediately slapped me.

"I told you not to get near my friends you bitch! But what did you do? You flirt with Tyron." I got another slap from her. "Don't you dare deny it, because you are so good to be flirting!"

I met Natasha's glaring gaze and prevented the tears from falling down as I had been holding back. The man named Tyron just looked away to us.

I was bowed down and accepted all the words of my twin.

When the scene was over I immediately continued walking to my room. Then I got a slap again. And this time, the palm of the slap was big, and when I was uplifting.

I saw my Father, his eyes held fury and disappointment. "How dare you do that to your sister!" His? roots seem come out of his neck. I stayed bent and accepted the successive slap.

I couldn't open my mouth. Thanks to Natasha. Now thank you Father. "Please, stop it father because you hurting me." I'm weak yield.

"Stop? 'Don't call me Father, Nea! Because I don't have a child like you!" He Shout it and leave.

I left tears in my eyes and my cheeks ached.

"That's why, as close as her twin friend is, that's it, that's what the stubborn gets."

"Let's do that, it's not worth it. Neither kill the animal 'can do it."

Why the animal is involved in their gossip?! I put my fist in anger.

"You're a disgrace to this family, Nea."

My broken heart was even more devastated when I heard my Mother's voice. I was uplifting and I was right. She has this disgusted look on her face.

I was overwhelmed by the emotion of the person I loved.

"Get out of my sight trash, I don't want to see you, so 'don't show up." She said and confident walking away from where I am.

I held my dress wet a little. I also try to walk back to my room for cleaning. Whether my cheek hurts I have sold it, I'll just treat it later.

All I could not cure was my wounded and broken heart. I believe no one can ever fix my wounded heart, except my Mother. But I find it impossible.

Maybe it's really my destiny.

To be continued...

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