You were born with a twin sister, Kelly. Unfortunately, your mother couldn’t provide enough nutrients for hot of you to grow properly, so while you were a normal baby, Kelly was born without one arm and her face deformed.

You had always been a pretty girl. Your parents favored you and gave into your every desire while they left Kelly to fend for herself.

It was sad, but you grew up arrogant and you started to order her around too.

You were extremely popular in school too, known as the “pretty senior” everyone loved but disliked at the same time.

Your boyfriend, Gabe, was captain of the football club. He was tall, handsome, he loved you dearly. However, he really didn’t like how you treated your twin sister.

He came over after school and saw Kelly scrubbing the floors. He offered to help her, but you tugged on his arms, giving him a frown.

“What? I’m trying to help her.” He says, his voice gentle but firm.