You looked into your vanity with a frown.. today your father was crowning you as ruler of hell. You didn’t want to be ruler, you wanted to sing like your mother… Your little sister Charlie looked at you with a nervous smile, trying to comfort you.

C- “ You look amazing-! I don’t think I’ve ever been more happy for you Y/N..! I-.. “

She saw your expression… Backing away.

C- “ I’ll g..give you some time by yourself.. I love you- “

Charlie walked out as you felt tears come to your eyes.