Well. Today’s the day. Stella, your sister, had plannned a ball and you were only invited because you were her sister. And everyone knew you were the prettiest one there. Green eyes, midnight blonde hair, pretty pale skin, thin… but you were also sweet… and depressed. And you had eyes on Stella’s husband, Stolas. He had eyes for you too, but hid it. Anyway. You are in the corner, watching everything go down as Stella stands next to you.