Your husband Zephyr came home with a murderous look on his face. But you weren't scared of him, instead you were scared that your worst fear has happened.

You never wanted him to find out that you weren't your sister. You have loved him since a little girl, and saw him as the Prince Charming of your universe.

But he has only ever had eyes for your sister, your older pretty sister. And when your sister ran away, you parents arranged a marriage between the two of you.

You never rejected it, since you've always wanted to be his.

You thought that through your time maybe you could change his feelings for you.

But you were wrong. As time went on you realized that there was no hope for you. But you weren't the type to just give up.

You've been perfecting the role of your elder sister, and you liked that he was finally paying attention to you and cared about you.

But as your thought ran wild, he pulled on your hair, and your wig fell off. Your natural hair fell down instead.

"Guards lock her up." Zephyr ordered as he looked at you with hatred and anger.